Cover Girl

What up ma (your my)
You know your my favorite right
(Never want enough)
Doing that again tonight
(Keep me coming back for more)
Fucking with me

You've been running through my mind all day
Are you tired baby
Stop right here, naw just have a seat
I'm a tip you lady
You make me, feel some type of away Let's get drunk and maybe
Hit my crib, take some nasty pics
Do a cover for me

Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece
Your my, cover girl
Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece

She be leaving pictures in my phone (phone)
Can't leave her alone (can't leave her alone)
Morning text saying she's home (home)
With no panties on (with no panties on)
In the club she a stripper (stripper)
All I do is tip her (tipper)
She be hanging with the stars (um huh)
But she love my big dipper (love that big dipper)
I say baby band over (over)
Knees to your shoulder (knees to your shoulders)
Watch me fire up the loud (fire)
And chase it with Corona (chase it with the)
The niggas in here broke (broke)
They ain't having no fun (they ain't got no funds)
I'm holding all these cups (um huh)
But I won't hold on to no one's (No one's)
Get it (get it shawty) get it (get it)
Told her meet me later on with your friends
Yup she with it (yup she with it)
Get it (get it shawty) get it (get it)
And they both with swallow gang
Say they never heard of spitting (swallow)

You've been running through my mind all day
Are you tired baby
Stop right here, naw just have a seat
I'm a tip you lady
You make me, feel some type of away Let's get drunk and maybe
Hit my crib, take some nasty pics
Do a cover for me

Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece
Your my, cover girl
Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece
Your my

I always get a dance so (come here)
She don't care where my hands go (hands go)
I playing with her piano (yeah)
Because I give her good notes (VIP)
Like five, tens, and twenties (what)
And that's just the beginning
Bring the bottle sparkles in it (ah, ah)
So everyone can see it (ah)
I keep passing her them Lincolns (passing them)
We smoking and we drinking (let's go)
Now I'm passing her them fifties (vroom)
We end up in my kitchen
Taking pictures, change positions
Then she drop it, don't you stop it
Turn up bitch for this photography (for this photography)
Then put that booty on top of me
You're my cover girl
We take pics and make a few flicks
And I got trust issues
So leave yours we're gone use my shit (use my shit)
I like my blunts rolled
My liquor poured and kisses on my (kisses on my dick)
And she my down bitch
Like Alsina we love this shit (nigga we love this shit)

You've been running through my mind all day
Are you tired baby
Stop right here, naw just have a seat
I'm a tip you lady
You make me, feel some type of away Let's get drunk and maybe
Hit my crib, take some nasty pics
Do a cover for me

Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece
Your my, cover girl
Your my, cover girl dime
Cover girl dime piece
Your my

You
Are my
Cover girl
Cover girl



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