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Fall back on the beat Her name appears in my call log often Shouldn't even be fuckin' this girl but I lost it Had a problem trustin' 'til I touched it Now she dust it and go As the sun comes up and these curtains unfold And I'm all fucked up cause this gold wrapper ain't left my pocket Tickled at first, expecting you to say stop it But you didn't, so I'm with it And we did it, and now I'm wakin' up wishin' I didn't pull out, wow It's the morning after Ain't too much for me to say so I turn away It's the morning after Looking over at your face Girl I can't believe it's the morning after Her effects in me are depthening Defining every moment would be simple but I'm restricted, I'm conflicted I dismiss it, then I'm right back into the game Man, this girl's a saint and a vixen Last night I learned a lesson and this morning I'm being tested on it She young and ready and fucking her professor, homie But I don't wanna know lesser SongtexteFirst came about the service and then came us So you know I tear that down before the sun came up And in her mind she probly thinkin' she came up When a R&B nigga like I, like I ain't seen shit before I know I messed but I want more, wake up It's the morning after Ain't too much for me to say so I turn away It's the morning after Looking over at your face Girl I can't believe it's the morning after It's the morning after It's the morning after It's the morning after Aus Songtexte Mania