Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Into The Morning, artist - Roscoe Dash. Album song J.U.I.C.E. EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen, Music Line
Song language: English
Into The Morning |
Every day we hit the club, and party hard |
All on the furniture with no regards |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (Into the morning) |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (Into the morning) |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' |
Turn it up like every day |
Only question which club Imma hit today |
Might flex up and get bit today |
Make it rain and pay somebody’s rent today |
Haters don’t know what to say |
Club feel like the first of the month today |
Free shots for the girls in the front today |
Hit the pussy, hit the blunt more than once a day |
Miami going hammy |
Standing on the furniture |
We in the reckless mind state |
Don’t act like you ain’t heard of us |
We shut this city down |
You gonna know when we around you |
Where? |
where a group of bitches when a fist |
When I test this ticket, wet I made her you can drown in there |
Man it’s fine I’ll be good in the morning |
Got some women who are down to performing |
Got a camera with a light that’s recording |
I knock 'em out, knock 'em out, George Foreman |
Yeah, two times on a Sunday |
What a lil' brother got to 'em goin' one way |
When the night falls, get sun in your life |
Feels like one big party all in one day |
Every day we hit the club, and party hard |
All on the furniture with no regards |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning) |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning) |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' |
Wale DC said we aren’t yo |
And I’m out here accept with a lil' help |
With a couple me and Jones all on |
Gone race all mornin' shawty need a poncho |
And that’s all the time |
Call you anything but I can’t call you mine |
'Cause I’d be lyin' |
Y’all be fine, chase bread with my dog motherfucker feline |
Let’s hit the floor |
Came with one but I get with four |
Lick the sto, let’s just smoke |
She ain’t really sick of this but she let me blow |
That’s Roscoe flow |
Ran to the birds, yo, Flacko ho |
Best round here 'case y’all don’t know |
When I’m done getting' brain then I honor roll |
Then I’m off in the morning |
I don’t know these hoes |
I’m just in love recording this, Oh shit back up porn fly shit |
Size 9 fly kicks, my body dimes, ill sweater Bill Cosby |
Every day we hit the club, and party hard |
All on the furniture with no regards |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning) |
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning) |
I’m faded, bring me three more bottles |
Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model |
Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow |
We gonna take this party on into the mornin' let’s go |