J. Cole - In The Morning Lyrics

Uh, baby, you summertime fine
I'll let you get on top, I'll be the underline
I'm tryna get beside you like the number 9, dime, you fine as hell
I guess I met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

I'm wondering what type of shit you on and
Do you like the finer things or are you a simple woman?
Would you drink with a nigger, do you smoke weed?
Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thang, I used to blow trees, getting lifted

I quit the shit, I might get high with you
It's only fitting 'cause I'm looking super fly with you
I flower you, a powerful, you do something to me
'Cause girl, I caught the vibes like you threw something to me

So I threw 'em back, now all my niggers hollering, "Who is that?"
Oh boy, she bad nigger, what you 'bout to do with that?
I'm finna take you home, sip a little Patron, now we zoning
Baby, you so fine

Ay, can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

Ay, baby you win a time with Cole
The night is still young, drink that dinner wine slow
I'm tryna make the goosebumps 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 here in the same bed that you left me in
I love thick woman because my ancestry rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get 'em kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me

I'm jokin', I mean that thing is pokin'
I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the U.S. Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provokin'
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion

Don't need a towel, we can dry off in the covers
When you think you'd like it, I promise you gonna love it
Yeah, when light's coming through the drapes and we're both yawnin'
I roll over and I ask if I can hit it in the morning

Ay, can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

Baby, can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

Hey, God bless the child that can hold his own
God bless the women who 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 shit that she wear
Therefore you shouldn't judge a nigger off the shit that you hear
Get off the fence of apprehensive all because my career

To be fair, I know we barely know each other, and yeah
Somehow I ended up in your bed, so where we headed 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 I'm talkin' about
Tomorrow you'll be callin' out
'Cause tonight we get it right until the wee morn'
Cook a nigger breakfast after sex is like a reward

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

And can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
And can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning