All The Time

Album: Late Nights with Jeremih (2012)
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  • Early in the morning's when I think about you
    I hit you like what you sayin'
    And the morning when I wanna fuck you
    Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin'
    I could fuck you all the time
    I could fuck you all the time

    M-O-E-T
    That's what the fuck we be sippin'
    That's what the fuck be drippin'
    My Trap house still tippin'
    Face time on the go
    She gave me dome from the distance
    She love to climb on top
    But 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 many go around
    Gotta know I ate her
    She so sweet now and later
    I want that all the time, all the time
    I know you all mine'

    Early in the morning's when I think about you
    I hit you like what you sayin'
    In the morning when I wanna fuck you
    Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin'
    I could fuck you all the time
    I could fuck you all the time

    Pu-pu-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 her pussy lips drool
    She got that junk in the trunk, you know I like junk food
    I tell her like this: life is good
    Your pussy better, but I put on her magnum
    I could go and melt her
    And if it's sweeter, I'ma eat it 'til I get sugar diabetes
    I'm her blood and she anemic we perfect!

    Early in the morning's when I think about you
    I hit you like what you sayin'
    In the morning when I wanna fuck you
    (Oh yeah I make her say)
    Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin'
    I could fuck you all the time
    I could fuck you all the time

    Damn, damn long momma you're sticky
    Got a nigga out feeling Wicky
    Every time you put it on me man ' trip
    Every time we on it we eat fit, fit, fit
    Don't let the time pick you
    Wanna snap my finger
    (Head shots)
    Feeling real tipsy, getting real freaky
    And it's getting real frisky
    She melts it down, then she so calm
    Up and down that wall, she go cold
    fuck me like you hate me, kiss me like you miss me
    Anything I want to, it's what she always left me

    Early in the morning's when I think about you
    I hit you like what you sayin'
    In the morning when I wanna fuck you
    (Oh yeah I make her say)
    Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin'
    I could fuck you all the time
    I could fuck you all the time Writer/s: Dwayne Carter, Jeremy P. Felton, Markous Roberts, Matthew O'brien
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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