DRAKE

DRAKE - Dawn Love

rate me

Baby you summertime fine

I let you get on top, I'll be your underline

Trying to 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

Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman?

Would you drink with a nigga, do you smoke weed?

Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thang...

I used to blow trees, getting lifted

I quit the shit but I might get high with you...

It's only fitting because I'm getting superfly with you

Girl, you powerful, you do something to me

Girl, I caught the vibe like you threw something to me

So I throw it back

Now my niggas hollering: "who is that?

What you planning nigga? What you about to do with that?"

I'm finna take you home, sip a little Patron

Got me zoned, yeah, baby you so fine

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

The night is still young

Drink that dinner wine slow

I'm trying to make the goosebumps

On your inner thigh show

I'll let you beat me there

As far as finish lines go

And if you gotta leave for work

I'll be here in the same bed

That you left me in

I love? equestrian

I used to go to the stables and

Get those kids to bet me

I always ride the stallion

Whenever she let me

I'm joking, I mean that thing is poking

I mean you kinda look 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 could soak in

Things I could do with lotion...

Leave the towel, we could dry off in the covers

When you think you like it

I promise you gonna love it, yeah

When lights coming through the drapes

And we both yawning, I roll over and ask:

"Can I hit it in the morning?"

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

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 was clear

I'm learning never judge a woman by

The shit that she wears

Before you sit and judge a nigga off

The shit that you hear

You're defensive, apprehensive all because

Of my career. Be fair

I know we barely know each other, and yeah

Somehow I ran up in your gear

So where we headed from here?

Just say you're scared if you're scared

But if you're through fronting

We can do something, and you know just

What I'm talking about, tomorrow you'll be calling out

Cause I be getting right until the wee morn

Breakfast after sex is like a reward

Then I go my own way, you think about me all day

That's just a warning

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

Can I hit it in the morning?

Can I hit it in the morning?

Sun rising while you moaning

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