Into The Morning - Roscoe Dash, Wale

Every day we hit the club, and party hard

All on the furniture with no regards

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin'

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (Into the morning)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (Into the morning)

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin'

Turn it up like every day

Only question which club Imma hit today

Might flex up and get bit today

Make it rain and pay somebody’s rent today

Haters don’t know what to say

Club feel like the first of the month today

Free shots for the girls in the front today

Hit the pussy, hit the blunt more than once a day

Miami going hammy

Standing on the furniture

We in the reckless mind state

Don’t act like you ain’t heard of us

We shut this city down

You gonna know when we around you

Where?

where a group of bitches when a fist

When I test this ticket, wet I made her you can drown in there

Man it’s fine I’ll be good in the morning

Got some women who are down to performing

Got a camera with a light that’s recording

I knock 'em out, knock 'em out, George Foreman

Yeah, two times on a Sunday

What a lil' brother got to 'em goin' one way

When the night falls, get sun in your life

Feels like one big party all in one day

Every day we hit the club, and party hard

All on the furniture with no regards

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin'

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning)

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin'

Wale DC said we aren’t yo

And I’m out here accept with a lil' help

With a couple me and Jones all on

Gone race all mornin' shawty need a poncho

And that’s all the time

Call you anything but I can’t call you mine

'Cause I’d be lyin'

Y’all be fine, chase bread with my dog motherfucker feline

Let’s hit the floor

Came with one but I get with four

Lick the sto, let’s just smoke

She ain’t really sick of this but she let me blow

That’s Roscoe flow

Ran to the birds, yo, Flacko ho

Best round here 'case y’all don’t know

When I’m done getting' brain then I honor roll

Then I’m off in the morning

I don’t know these hoes

I’m just in love recording this, Oh shit back up porn fly shit

Size 9 fly kicks, my body dimes, ill sweater Bill Cosby

Every day we hit the club, and party hard

All on the furniture with no regards

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin'

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (into the morning)

I’m faded, bring me three more bottles

Tryin' to hit the room with this bad lil' model

Every day we party hard, like there ain’t no 'morrow

We gonna take this party on into the mornin' let’s go