all the time - jeremih sped up + pitched

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LYRICS -
Early in the morning's when I think about you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
In the morning's when I wanna fuck you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
I-I-I could f- you all the time
I-I-I-I could f- you all the time
M-O-Ë-T
That's what the fuck we be sippin' (sippin')
That's what the fuck we drippin' (drippin')
My trap house still tippin'
Facetime when I'm gone
She gave me dome from a distance
And she love to climb on top
She love to walk off limping
Pimps up, hoes down
Legs up or toes down
Why she jock me? 'Cause she knocked knee'd
And we got trees, so Mary go 'round
Gotta know I ate it
She so sweet now and later
I want that all the time, all the time
I mean, you all mines when it's
Early in the morning's when I think about you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
In the morning's when I wanna fuck you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
I-I-I could f- you all the time
I-I-I-I could f- you all the time (uh)
P-p-pussy for breakfast, that's how I start my day
My dick is a pen, it's written all over her face
I put my tongue in her mouth, I make them pussy lips drool
She got that junk in the trunk, you know I like junk food
I tell her like this, life is good (good)
Your pussy better (better), but I put on her magnum (magnum)
Like a gold medal (medal)
And if it's sweet then I'ma eat it 'til I get sugar diabetes
I'm a blood and she anemic, we perfect (perfect)
Early in the morning's when I think about you, yeah (Tunechi)
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
In the morning's when I wanna fuck you, yeah (oh yeah, I make her say)
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?" (Young Mula, baby)
I-I-I could f- you all the time
I-I-I-I could f- you all the time
Damn, damn lil' momma you're sticky-Icky-Icky
Got a nigga out feeling picky-Icky-Icky
Every time you put it on me, man, it leave me real trippy
Every time we on it, we keep it 50/50, uh
Don't let the time ticky-Icky-Icky
While I'm snappin' off your bra and biting on your bitties
(Head shots)
Feeling real tipsy, getting real freaky
And it's getting real frisky
She never say no, damn, she so cold
Up and down that pole, she go, go (go, go, damn)
Fuck me like you hate me (yeah), kiss me like you miss me (yeah)
Anything I want to (yeah), swear she always lets me
Early in the morning's when I think about you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
In the morning's when I wanna fuck you, yeah
I hit you like, "What you sayin'?"
I-I-I could f- you all the time
I-I-I-I could f- you all the time