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conversations.value: Write me a song called In the Morning with the following description: From J Cole’s mixtape Friday Night Lights, produced by L&X Music, the piano-laced tune boasts hollow taps on a wood pipe and searing synths, with the Roc Nation rapper spitting about pleasing his girl. Learn more about how the collab between these two titans came about.
  Originally Cole released a solo version of this song unattached to any mixtape. The first verse from here was taken from that version, which can be heard here. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: J. Cole]
  Baby, you summertime fine
  I let you get on top, I be the underline, I'm
  Tryna get beside you like the number nine, dime
  You fine as hell
  I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
  But well, I'm wonderin' what type of shit you wantin'
  Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman?
  Would you drink with a nigga? Do you smoke weed?
  Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thing, I used to blow trees
  Gettin' lifted, I quit but shit, I might get high with you
  It's only fittin' 'cause I'm lookin' super fly with you
  A flower, you are powerful, you do somethin' to me
  'Cause girl, I caught the vibe like you threw somethin' to me
  So I threw 'em back, now all my niggas hollerin', “Who was that?”
  “Oh boy, she bad nigga, what you 'bout to do with that?”
  I'm finna take you home, just sip a little Patron
  Now we zonin', baby you so fine
  [Chorus: J. Cole]
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  The Sun risin' while you moanin'
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  The Sun risin' while you moanin' [Verse 2: Drake]
  Uh, baby, you wintertime cold
  The night is still young, drink that dinner wine slow
  I'm tryna make the goosebumps on your inner thigh show
  I'll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
  Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work
  I'll be right here in the same bed that you left me in
  I love thick women 'cause my aunt she rode equestrian
  I used to go to the stables and get them kids to bet me
  And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me
  I'm jokin', I mean that thing is pokin'
  I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the US Open
  I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provokin'
  I got bath water that you can soak in, things I could do with lotion
  Don't need a towel, we could dry off in the covers
  And when you think you like it, I promise you gonna love it
  Yeah, when lights comin' through the drapes and we both yawnin'
  I roll over and ask if I can hit it in the mornin'
  [Chorus: Drake]
  Yeah, can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Yeah, can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Yeah, the Sun risin' while you moanin', baby
  Can I hit it in the mornin', uh?
  Can I hit it in the mornin', yeah?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  The Sun risin' while you moanin' [Verse 3: J. Cole]
  Hey, God bless the child that can hold his own
  God bless the woman that can hold Patron
  God bless her homegirl that drove us home
  No strings attached like a cordless phone
  You see my intentions with you was clear
  I'm learnin' not to judge a woman by the shit that she wear
  Therefore you shouldn't judge a nigga off the shit that you hear
  Get all defensive, apprehensive, all because my career
  To be fair, I know we barely know each other and yeah
  Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headed from here?
  Just say you're scared if you're scared
  But if you through frontin', we can do somethin'
  And you know just what I'm talkin' about
  Tomorrow you'll be callin' out
  'Cause tonight we gettin' right into the wee morn'
  Cook a nigga breakfast after sex is like a reward
  Then I go my own way, you think about me all day
  That's just a warnin'
  [Chorus: J. Cole]
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  The Sun risin' while you moanin'
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  Can I hit it in the mornin'?
  And can I hit it in the mornin'?
  The Sun risin' while you moanin', yeah