Wake up in the mornin
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
I buy her a birkin bag
Then she want post it on the gram
With all of the tags
Then she want do her little dance
Baby I'll take you to Paris
Baby I'll take you to France
Hop in the jet
We riding first class
We finna see where we land
She got a fat ass
She throwin it fast
I'm throwin the cash right back
Tryna put me on the map
I already got clout
Keep my name out yo mouth
Cause who is to blame
When I pull up in that range
That big black range
And I'm swervin and switchin the lanes
Bitch remember the name
It's Jelane
Wake up in the mornin
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
Jelane - In Tha Mornin Lyrics
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English
Wake up in the mornin
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
I buy her a birkin bag
Then she want post it on the gram
With all of the tags
Then she want do her little dance
Baby I'll take you to Paris
Baby I'll take you to France
Hop in the jet
We riding first class
We finna see where we land
She got a fat ass
She throwin it fast
I'm throwin the cash right back
Tryna put me on the map
I already got clout
Keep my name out yo mouth
Cause who is to blame
When I pull up in that range
That big black range
And I'm swervin and switchin the lanes
Bitch remember the name
It's Jelane
Wake up in the mornin
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
I buy her a birkin bag
Then she want post it on the gram
With all of the tags
Then she want do her little dance
Baby I'll take you to Paris
Baby I'll take you to France
Hop in the jet
We riding first class
We finna see where we land
She got a fat ass
She throwin it fast
I'm throwin the cash right back
Tryna put me on the map
I already got clout
Keep my name out yo mouth
Cause who is to blame
When I pull up in that range
That big black range
And I'm swervin and switchin the lanes
Bitch remember the name
It's Jelane
Wake up in the mornin
Then I get the bag
Got yo bitch on my body
And I know it make you mad
And I know it make you sad
She tryna call me her man
But I ain't yo mans
No
Bitch I'm not yo mans
Writer: Carlos Carrizoza
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