[J. Cole]
Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime
You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, Im wondering what type of s**t you wantin`
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a n-gga, do you smoke weed
Don`t be ashamed, it aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but sh-t, I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause Im looking super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back, now all my n-ggas hollerin, who was that
Oh boy, she bad n-gga, what you bout do with that
I`m finna take you home, just sip a little patron
Now we zonin`, baby you so fine

[Chorus]
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin`

And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin`

[Drake]
Uh, baby you winter time cold
The night is still young, drink dat dinner wine slow
I`m trying to make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I`ll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work, I`ll be right here in the same bed that you left me in
I love big women cause my aunt, she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get those kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me
I`m joking, I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl that`s in the US Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion
Dont need a towel, we could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it, I promise you gonna love it
Yeah, well lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if..

[Chorus - Drake]

[J. Cole]
Hey, hey, God Bless the child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman that can hold patron
God Bless the homegirl that drove us home
No strings attached, like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
I`m learning not to judge a woman by the s**t that she wears
Therefore, you shouldnt judge a n-gga off of the s**t 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 somethin
And you know just what Im talking about, tomorrow you`ll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn`
Cooking n-gga breakfast after sex is like a reward
Then I go my way and you think about me all day, thats just a warning

[Chorus]
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