J. COLE FEAT. DRAKE - IN THE MORNIN' | Текст песни

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• J. COLE FEAT. DRAKE
• IN THE MORNIN'

Baby, you're summertime fine

I guess, I met you for a reason
Only time can tell
But, well, I'm wonderin' what type of shit you wantin'
Do you like the finer things or you're a simple woman
Would you drink with a nigga, do you smoke weed
Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin' lifted, I quit but, shit, I might get high with you
It's only fittin' cause I'm lookin' so fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
Girl, I caught the vibe like you threw something to me

And can I hit it in the mornin'
The sun's risin' while you're moanin'

No strings attached, like a cordless phone
You see my intention with you was clear
I'm learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears
Therefore, you shouldn't judge a nigga of the shit that you hear
Get all defensive, apprehensive, all because my career
To be fair, I know we barely know each other and
Yeah, somehow I wound up in your bed
So, where we headin' from here
Just say you're scared if you're scared
But if you through frontin' we can do something

Then I go my way
And you think about me all day
That's just a warnin'