Top of tha Mornin’

(Hook)
1 for the money. & 2 naked honies
& Both of em lucky, just lucky enough to fuck me
1 for the money, 2 cause they love me
But even of they didn't Who's tripping cause I ain't clumsy

Verse 1 -
I feel lovely as a sunny Sunday riding through the country
Or the dirty right where its muddy, niggas wet you like a guppy
Bloody Bloody Mary, Marry the streets over a woman
I said Meet me at the alter know that all my niggas coming
Boy You might just catch me mackin Nudies hangin off my ass
My ambition got her clapping snapping Nudies of her ass
In the future you should be lucky you Knew me from this past
I'm that answer to your questions you Should never have to ask
Like what it do? what it does?
What it is? Where the love?
Like a broad, i give this raw
Cause she dont ask me "where's the glove”?
What it do? what it does?
What it is? you need the drugs?
I’ll hook you up like you the plug
Even tho i really was

(Hook)

Verse 2 -
It Might cost a pretty penny for my taste
In my head I hold a safe
So this ruger keep me safe
On my waist that's where it's place
Don't let your life go to waste
Cause I could send you to the place
Up where we say & send our grace
Blessings
Imma stone cold killer
My bitch, that nigga
Yeah no kidder
Only a Pussy gets fucked which tells me a lot & explains to me why you quiver
Smoking on earth
Wearing No shirt
Gazelle frames & a smirk
Got a few percs for the purch
Come thru the block, Open up shop
Yeah feeling like a clerk
Fuck a cop, any critic on my cock
& fuck my foes
No, I ain't hostile, you just ain't my style so fuck your style in clothes
The day when I change who I be is on that summer when it snows
Until that day arrives I guess that's something that we'll never know

(Hook)