"Top Of The Morning" lyrics
Curren$y & DJ.Fresh Lyrics
Uh - DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
Say that shit three times like Beetlejuice, like Candyman nigga
(Uh)
Top of the morning to ya
Hot Spitta, bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
Recognize you talking to a don, bitch, look here
The game change fast, you getting dressed too slow wit yo lame ass
Drivers in the other lane done blown past
Ain't no second or third place, there's only dead last
The dress was see through, on that lady like a champagne glass
Though she was shaped like a coke bottle bro, you know the motto tho
If she grin, she in, I'm Comedy Central in this vintage Benz
Its 'round 3am, we letting them Screw Tapes spin
Plotting a money run again (Plotting a money run again)
Finna bring more duckets in (Finna bring more duckets in)
Hold on
(Yeah)
Top of the morning, to ya
Hot Spitta bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
Recognize you talking to a don bitch, look here
(Hold on)
Asking me if I'm coming back
Tryna put a ETA on that, baby girl that's hella wack
Deal breaker, in living color, watch that situation fade to black
Tried to suffocate, I must escape from that
Thought I stopped with the Cullinan and the Wraith
There's a Spectre and a Phantom on the way
Is they on yo' team, or is they in yo' way?
Please differentiate
(You gotta differentiate)
Top of the morning, to ya
Hot Spitta bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
(Yeah)
Recognize you talking to a don bitch, look here
Keep the E in it, chevy's on switches
Smoking weed in it, girl don't post me in yo pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round yo nigga
That shit there'll have him suspicious
We'll be hitting switches, down Chef Highway dippin'
Loose lips—you know
Say that shit three times like Beetlejuice, like Candyman nigga
(Uh)
Top of the morning to ya
Hot Spitta, bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
Recognize you talking to a don, bitch, look here
The game change fast, you getting dressed too slow wit yo lame ass
Drivers in the other lane done blown past
Ain't no second or third place, there's only dead last
The dress was see through, on that lady like a champagne glass
Though she was shaped like a coke bottle bro, you know the motto tho
If she grin, she in, I'm Comedy Central in this vintage Benz
Its 'round 3am, we letting them Screw Tapes spin
Plotting a money run again (Plotting a money run again)
Finna bring more duckets in (Finna bring more duckets in)
Hold on
(Yeah)
Top of the morning, to ya
Hot Spitta bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
Recognize you talking to a don bitch, look here
(Hold on)
Asking me if I'm coming back
Tryna put a ETA on that, baby girl that's hella wack
Deal breaker, in living color, watch that situation fade to black
Tried to suffocate, I must escape from that
Thought I stopped with the Cullinan and the Wraith
There's a Spectre and a Phantom on the way
Is they on yo' team, or is they in yo' way?
Please differentiate
(You gotta differentiate)
Top of the morning, to ya
Hot Spitta bitch, I'm like a sauna to ya
(Yeah)
Recognize you talking to a don bitch, look here
Keep the E in it, chevy's on switches
Smoking weed in it, girl don't post me in yo pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round yo nigga
That shit there'll have him suspicious
We'll be hitting switches, down Chef Highway dippin'
Loose lips—you know
