Jeremih, Natasha Mosley, Lil Wayne - All the Time lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.
[Jeremih, Natasha Mosley, Lil Wayne - All the Time lyrics]
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
M-O-Ë T, that's the fuck we sippin'
That's the fuck we drippin'
Trap house still tippin'
Facetime when I'm gone
She give me dome from a distance
And she love to climb on top
She love to walk off limpin'
Pimps up, hoes down, legs up or toes down
Why she jock me?
‘Cause she knocked knees and we got trees
So Mary go around
Gotta know I ate it, she so sweet
Now and later
I want that all the time, all the time
I’mma give you all of mine when it’s
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
Uhh, p-p-p-pussy for breakfast
That’s how I start my day my dick is a pen
It’s written all over her face
I put my tongue in her mouth
I make them pussy lips drool
She got that junk in her trunk
You know I like junk food
I tell her like this, life is good
Your pussy better
I put on a magnum, like a gold medal
And if it’s sweet then I’mma eat
It ‘til I get sugar diabetes
I’m a blood and she anemic, we perfect
Tunechi, oh yeah, I make her say
Young Mula Baby
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
Damn, damn lil’ mama, you’re sticky, icky
Icky
Got a nigga out here feelin’ picky, icky
Icky every time you put it on, man
It leave me real trippy
Every time we on it we keep it 50-50, uh
Don’t let the time ticky, icky, icky
While I’m snappin’ off your bra
And bitin’ on your Vickie's
Head shots, feelin’ real tipsy
Gettin’ real freaky and it’s
Gettin’ real frisky
She never say, "no", damn, she’s so cold
Up and down, that pole, she go, go
Fuck me like you hate me
Kiss me like you miss me anything I want to
That’s what she always lets me
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
M-O-Ë T, that's the fuck we sippin'
That's the fuck we drippin'
Trap house still tippin'
Facetime when I'm gone
She give me dome from a distance
And she love to climb on top
She love to walk off limpin'
Pimps up, hoes down, legs up or toes down
Why she jock me?
‘Cause she knocked knees and we got trees
So Mary go around
Gotta know I ate it, she so sweet
Now and later
I want that all the time, all the time
I’mma give you all of mine when it’s
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
Uhh, p-p-p-pussy for breakfast
That’s how I start my day my dick is a pen
It’s written all over her face
I put my tongue in her mouth
I make them pussy lips drool
She got that junk in her trunk
You know I like junk food
I tell her like this, life is good
Your pussy better
I put on a magnum, like a gold medal
And if it’s sweet then I’mma eat
It ‘til I get sugar diabetes
I’m a blood and she anemic, we perfect
Tunechi, oh yeah, I make her say
Young Mula Baby
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
Damn, damn lil’ mama, you’re sticky, icky
Icky
Got a nigga out here feelin’ picky, icky
Icky every time you put it on, man
It leave me real trippy
Every time we on it we keep it 50-50, uh
Don’t let the time ticky, icky, icky
While I’m snappin’ off your bra
And bitin’ on your Vickie's
Head shots, feelin’ real tipsy
Gettin’ real freaky and it’s
Gettin’ real frisky
She never say, "no", damn, she’s so cold
Up and down, that pole, she go, go
Fuck me like you hate me
Kiss me like you miss me anything I want to
That’s what she always lets me
Early in the mornings when I think about you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
In the mornings when I wanna fuck you
Yeah - I hit you like "what you sayin'?"
I could fuck you all the time
I could fuck you all the time
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