Jake (US) - Leave This Morning lyrics
[Intro - Big V] I like that, Saadiq you a fool man Come out to the West Coast more often Aww it sounds good, ooooh What was you talkin about? Yeah [Chorus 2x - Raphael Saadiq] I got to leeeave here this mornin, ah I got to go to work, I got to go to work Cause I got a job to do, I got a job to do [Skinny Deville] I'm up early in the mornin 'fore the rooster gets to yawnin Last night The House of Blues was jumpin, Nappy Roots was on it Good God almighty, drank too much, I'm bout to throw up Grandma got me hollerin damn (?) It's 6:30 live and callin, tellin Prophet roll up It's a trip to Sunset Strip and not we off to Oakland Cal-i-forn-i-a got me caught up in the moment I be back in like a couple of days is what I told my woman [Scales] Yo aight Take me a second to breathe and let stress go Walk out, grab my paper and wave next do' Take me a shower, get dressed and do a quick pa** Say me a prayer 'fore I leave so I can get back It's easy like Sunday mornings with a six pack Monday I'm back on the road and I respect that Gotta go break a little bread for some improvements Gotta go share with the world this new movement I'm gone [Chorus] [B. Stille] (Whoooo!) That's what it felt like Gut tight, last night, barely slept right Just couldn't wait to get up this mornin Hugged the kids, kissed my woman I love performin, sh**, hate the tourin But daddy gotta go make that money, baby Pray for me while I'm away and when I get paid We can get carried away, is that ok? Baby [Ron Clutch] I told you how I made a dollar, out a dime and a nickel Blue collar, gotta grind on instrumentals See my, pencil and pad has me punchin the clock I put in, time and a half, skip lunch, I can't stop I gotta start somethin Started with nothin but hard at some hustlin Girl, I'm gettin sick and tired of fussin I'm sorry, it's hardly enough time for lovin But baby you know the time is comin (yeah) [Chorus] [Big V] One drink at the bar, led to the dance flo' She was lookin at me, dancin soul G, names no need Felt the way that I was feelin Waffle house immediately, now we at the house chillin Back rub, I was tense, y'all know where it went Patio in the rain, car hood, the kitchen sink Layin in the bed now, pillow talk all night Gotta hit the studio, I'll be back tomorrow night [R. Prophet] How many ladies in the mornin wake up lonely? Love rough s**, baby screamin, "Put it on me" But when your man ain't around you call his homie How many times I gotta be him n***a? Owe me I follow my lines and take your panties off slowly Makin it hot like Cash Money flashin Roleys You tell me to stop but I'm rockin, steady growin If your man knock I'm on the job and not goin [Chorus 4x]