Nobody
They won't even know
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
So they won't even know
Riddin' 'round in that gotti
Number still in my wallet
Condom still in my pocket
I won't tell nobody
Riddin' 'round in that gotti
Number still in my wallet
Condom still in my pocket
I won't tell nobody baby
(Shit) I ain't mean to do it like that
But you know she fuckin' 'round, why you doin' all that
Girl you need to stop, why you doin' all that?
Girl you know ya man, he ain't doin' all that
He don't put it down why you doin' all that
You don't make a sound
(Uhh) He don't beat it blue and all black
Girl you need a man who be doin' all that
And I can be yo best friend
And my girl ain't doin' her thing at home
That's why I'm here with you
And I don't really care if you tell
But tell me if you do
Way slicker than a pimp with jerry curls
Doin' alphabets and number in that pussy
And we gone keep it on the hush
Nobody can see or hear
Next week I saw her in the club
Lemme whisper somethin' in ya ear
She kept it real player with a player
Catch me after my man in here
Then I looked to the left then I looked to the right
Her man muggin' man you needa beer?
I ain't flexin when I say I got it
No T-Pain but she got it
I stay fly like all Delta pilots
And I remember when she used to act stiff
Now she bussin' like a 94 5th
Never tell on myself so I keep my mouth zipped
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
They don't need to know
So they won't even know
Riddin' 'round in that gotti
Number still in my wallet
Condom still in my pocket
I won't tell nobody
Riddin' 'round in that gotti
Number still in my wallet
Condom still in my pocket
I won't tell nobody baby
(Shit) I ain't mean to do it like that
But you know she fuckin' 'round, why you doin' all that
Girl you need to stop, why you doin' all that?
Girl you know ya man, he ain't doin' all that
He don't put it down why you doin' all that
You don't make a sound
(Uhh) He don't beat it blue and all black
Girl you need a man who be doin' all that
And I can be yo best friend
And my girl ain't doin' her thing at home
That's why I'm here with you
And I don't really care if you tell
But tell me if you do
Way slicker than a pimp with jerry curls
Doin' alphabets and number in that pussy
And we gone keep it on the hush
Nobody can see or hear
Next week I saw her in the club
Lemme whisper somethin' in ya ear
She kept it real player with a player
Catch me after my man in here
Then I looked to the left then I looked to the right
Her man muggin' man you needa beer?
I ain't flexin when I say I got it
No T-Pain but she got it
I stay fly like all Delta pilots
And I remember when she used to act stiff
Now she bussin' like a 94 5th
Never tell on myself so I keep my mouth zipped
Credits
Writer(s): Kazarion H. Fowler, Courtney Dante Elkins, Kaelub Denson
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