Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
[Chorus: x2]
Forgive me, I'm too sexy in the morning time
Talkin bout he gotta go, but he wanna stay and grind
Forgive me, I'm too sexy in the morning time
Knowing that he gotta go, but he wanna stay and grindI'm sorry for being so fly
I didn't mean to row by
And catch of the eye that you got
You know I keep em up like coke and bakin soda
That's why I'm takin over
His mom but she can't get I'm off the sofa
Plus I'm the closest thing over
Billionaire shit, plus I got that fire chocha, that's no lie
I put my number in his Motorola, and since then it's been over
So apologies in order
I'm just hopin you...[Chorus: x2]I'm wonderin if I should tell him yes
I know his girl hittin on me but she better rest
I know she wishin that I cheer, I'mma let her sweat
'Cause now she study in my office like Belachick
I'm a victim of hard life, somebody gonna fizz
It cost a lot of bread just to get me out of bed
And I know that he be tryin but he can't get me out his head
Killin em is a crime but remember when I said to...[Chorus: x2]You know you sexy in the morning
You know what's right feels nice when it started
He never leave 'cause your body keep callin
Pick the squeeze but he can't stop stalling
(Again)[Chorus: x2]