Terrace Martin, Smino, Arin Ray - This Morning lyrics
Smino [Christopher Smith Jr.] St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Terrace Martin, Smino, Arin Ray - This Morning lyrics]
Woke up this mornin' found my peace of mind
And finally I can say to you
That I, feel good this mornin'
No, I can't deny
So finally, I can lay with you
And feel, feel the pleasure
Finally do what lovers do, with you, babe
Ride for two don't you know, oh
So we, can roam all we want to, yeah
Set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Ooh da, da, da, da, da
Ah, ooh, ooh da, da da, da da
Why you never ready
When I called you, told you I'd be on my way
Two hours, you still dancin'
In the mirror, come outside
I got a minimalist shawty
She don't want me smokin' my grabba leaf
But her banana leaf's sorry
I was rollin' up on her vanity
She got to tellin' these stories
How she finally found some sanity
And these hatin' hoes must be
Off that good 'caine, that danity
And it dawned on me like 6 AM
Over dewey grass and my doobie rolled
(She might be) addicted to the likes
(She might be) A victim of the likes
(She might be) A rhythm, a vibe
But she colder than shoulders of
Gold diggin' hoes when a
Broke nigga 'proachin'
But she cold, she colder when a nigga like me
Ain't around to come light up and
Set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Ooh set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Da, da, ooh, no, no
And finally I can say to you
That I, feel good this mornin'
No, I can't deny
So finally, I can lay with you
And feel, feel the pleasure
Finally do what lovers do, with you, babe
Ride for two don't you know, oh
So we, can roam all we want to, yeah
Set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Ooh da, da, da, da, da
Ah, ooh, ooh da, da da, da da
Why you never ready
When I called you, told you I'd be on my way
Two hours, you still dancin'
In the mirror, come outside
I got a minimalist shawty
She don't want me smokin' my grabba leaf
But her banana leaf's sorry
I was rollin' up on her vanity
She got to tellin' these stories
How she finally found some sanity
And these hatin' hoes must be
Off that good 'caine, that danity
And it dawned on me like 6 AM
Over dewey grass and my doobie rolled
(She might be) addicted to the likes
(She might be) A victim of the likes
(She might be) A rhythm, a vibe
But she colder than shoulders of
Gold diggin' hoes when a
Broke nigga 'proachin'
But she cold, she colder when a nigga like me
Ain't around to come light up and
Set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Ooh set fire to the fuckin' pavement
They bound to drown, so the game we play
(aye)
Just do what I say, do what I say, no (say)
My baby got her own fuckin' ways now
I'm tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin'
Aye and ain't no problems from her man
No, no, she ain't worried (she ain't worried)
Da, da, ooh, no, no