Roscoe Dash - Into The Morning lyrics

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 p**y, 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 b**hes 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 motherf**er 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 hos I'm just in love recording this, Oh sh** back up p**n fly sh** 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