In the Morning / Burn It Up* lyrics
by Pi’erre Bourne
[Verse]
[?] I'm high, wait, wait
Ain't no surprise that I'm high, wait
She gave me [?], when I'm high, wait
In-between her thighs, spread 'em wide
Ouu-Huh, Imma f*ck her wide, f*ck her wide
Wait, 'cause that b*tch is fine, b*tch, you fine
Yeah my b*tch too fine
Imma f*ck her wide
'Cause my b*tch too fine
She gon' f*ck with me, I got dollar signs
She gon' f*ck with me, I got comma signs
I got comma after comma, I'm a millionaire, huh
They ain't believe in sh*t, huh
They ain't believe me yeah, huh
I just f*ck this lil b*tch [?] I'm a millionaire, huh
Yeah I'm bout to have a baby, well let's do it yeah
Sike, sike, b*tch you ain't my type, huh
I just f*ck this b*tch, huh
[?] she showed up fine, huh
Yeah that pus*y tight, huh, pus*y out of sight, huh
I just give her J. J., give her dynamite, huh
I just give her J. J., give her dynamite, huh
She in love with J. J., yeah she love this pipe, huh
In love with J. J., huh, say is dynamite, huh
Yeah my real name J. J., huh, if you know my-
[Chorus]
f*ckin' on your b*tch in the morning (f*ckin' on your b*tch in)
That's a good morning (That's a good morning)
Hit her watch my chain swing [?] (Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots)
That's a good morning (That's a good morning)
Head shot and I'm gone b*tch (Head shot and I'm gone, yeah)
Good morning (Good morning)
Cook a n*gga breakfast in the morning (Good morning)
Yeah I'm going in (Going in)
[Verse]
Lit like a motherf*cker, lit
We gon burn it up
[?] cover, uh, uh
Toes curlin' up
Gotta always use a rubber (No)
Can't be burning rough
f*ck n*gga can't trust 'em (No)
They gon turn me up
[?] the McDouble (Oh), gotta [?] for us (Gotta [?] for us) (Woah)
Chef Boyar-P (Woah-woah-woah), she love Boyardee (Woah-woah-woah)
These are PRPS (Woah-woah-woah), bites of my jeans
[?] wild and free, she want my cheese
[Chorus]
f*ckin' on your b*tch in the morning (f*ckin' on your b*tch in)
That's a good morning (That's a good morning)
Hit her watch my chain swing [?] (Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots)
That's a good morning (That's a good morning)
Head shot and I'm gone b*tch (Head shot and I'm gone, yeah)
Good morning (Good morning)
Cook a n*gga breakfast in the morning (Good morning)
Yeah I'm going in (Going in)