[Chorus: Miguel]
I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Wordplay, turns in to gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into fucking in the morning
[Verse 1: Miguel]
We talk street art and sarcasm
Crass humor and high fashion
Peach color, moon glistens, the plot thickens
As we laugh over shot guns and tongue kisses
Bubble bath, Truth or Dare, and Would You Rather
A cold flame, the thrill of no shame
Drugs, sex, and polaroids
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night
[Chorus: Miguel]
[Bridge: Miguel]
Fucking in the morning
I dont wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It's the smell of your hair
And it's the way that we feel
I've never felt comfortable like this
[Verse 2: Wale]
Ay we back though
The sun's still there, look
Good morning baby, didn't mean to wake you
But [?] is your precious time and my temptation
Never mind that, I guess I'll climb the ladder later
'Less you try and put your back on me then I'ma take it
What is this, macchiato you tasting?
Caffeinated your body, I swear that y'all only stay up
Grab a towel, she need it, now she open again
She say my stroke is a scone, I let that soak in her bean
Wassup with it, ok what's really good (more)
I never know your bad side until you show your good
Ok what's up with it? Just let me set the mood
She said she don't on the first night, the morning wood
We talk recent movies and old tunes
In your late 50 Shades over Jodeci grooves
But I'm joking, I'm tryna sing your body that notion
If nobody throw me a float, then I'ma drown in the ocean
Come and take this work
Fuck around and be late to work
As the conversation fades let's play "you hang up first"
With your silly self, pictures in my celly, well
Kisses giver her goosebumps, well that's cool I used to [?]
'Sup baby, ain't mean to wake you
I can put you back to sleep if that's a consolation
And I'm tired of waiting, so no more disappointment
I'm not your regular Joe, I'll be your coffee in the morning
[Bridge]
[Part-Chorus]
Wordplay, turns in to gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
Pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into fucking in the morning
[Bridge] x2
[Outro: Miguel]
Old souls we found a new religion
Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
Old souls we found a new religion
Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism
Two lost angels discover salvation
Under bright peach skies watching the sunrise
(Fucking in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
(Fucking in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night
Old souls we found a new religion
Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism
And two lost angels discover salvation
(Fucking in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
(feat. Wale) [Chorus: Miguel] I wish I could paint our love These moments and vibrant hues Wordplay, turns in to gun play And gun play turns into pillow talk And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams Sweet dreams turns into fucking in the morning [Verse 1: Miguel] We talk street art and sarcasm Crass humor and high fashion Peach color, moon glistens, the plot thickens As we laugh over shot guns and tongue kisses Bubble bath, Truth or Dare, and Would You Rather A cold flame, the thrill of no shame Drugs, sex, and polaroids Pick a star in the sky We could both say goodbye all night [Chorus: Miguel] [Bridge: Miguel] Fucking in the morning I dont wanna wake you I just wanna watch you sleep It's the smell of your hair And it's the way that we feel I've never felt comfortable like this [Verse 2: Wale] Ay we back though The sun's still there, look Good morning baby, didn't mean to wake you But [?] is your precious time and my temptation Never mind that, I guess I'll climb the ladder later 'Less you try and put your back on me then I'ma take it What is this, macchiato you tasting? Caffeinated your body, I swear that y'all only stay up Grab a towel, she need it, now she open again She say my stroke is a scone, I let that soak in her bean Wassup with it, ok what's really good (more) I never know your bad side until you show your good Ok what's up with it? Just let me set the mood She said she don't on the first night, the morning wood We talk recent movies and old tunes In your late 50 Shades over Jodeci grooves But I'm joking, I'm tryna sing your body that notion If nobody throw me a float, then I'ma drown in the ocean Come and take this work Fuck around and be late to work As the conversation fades let's play "you hang up first" With your silly self, pictures in my celly, well Kisses giver her goosebumps, well that's cool I used to [?] 'Sup baby, ain't mean to wake you I can put you back to sleep if that's a consolation And I'm tired of waiting, so no more disappointment I'm not your regular Joe, I'll be your coffee in the morning [Bridge] [Part-Chorus] Wordplay, turns in to gun play And gun play turns into pillow talk Pillow talk turns into sweet dreams Sweet dreams turns into fucking in the morning [Bridge] x2 [Outro: Miguel] Old souls we found a new religion Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism Pick a star in the sky We could both say goodbye Old souls we found a new religion Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism Two lost angels discover salvation Under bright peach skies watching the sunrise (Fucking in the morning) Pick a star in the sky We could both say goodbye (Fucking in the morning) Pick a star in the sky We could both say goodbye all night Old souls we found a new religion Now I'm swimming in that sin, that's baptism And two lost angels discover salvation (Fucking in the morning) Pick a star in the sky We could both say goodbye Explain Request ×
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