Undercover
Started as friends, how we end up in that covers?
You like it raw, so we fuck without a rubber
So I don't let you leave until your legs be numbin'
She scream my name every time that we be fuckin'
Whenever I pick you up, they be mad
My diamonds jumpin' out the pendant, I know they see that
I got you anytime, I know you know that already
I got your back every time they try to test me
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
She like her bills blue
And she'll spin you
She from the ghetto
A lotta bad things she went through
I like 'em hood bitches
Yeah, that's what I'm into
And she be thick but at the same time
She be slim too
She wanna ugh
She freaky in the bed type
I'm busy chasin' money, but for you, I'll make time
Gotta keep it real with me
Would you spin the block on all my enemies?
Uhh, brr
Girl, I'll fuck you till you cry
You that wifey type, girl, you not just for the night
You keep fuckin' with them lame ass, they don't treat you right
Got you drippin' on my fuckin' face for tonight
I swear I love you, and I mean it
You the only girl that got me in my feelings
And we gon' get rich together, you best believe it
I hate to see it every time that you be leavin'
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
You like it raw, so we fuck without a rubber
So I don't let you leave until your legs be numbin'
She scream my name every time that we be fuckin'
Whenever I pick you up, they be mad
My diamonds jumpin' out the pendant, I know they see that
I got you anytime, I know you know that already
I got your back every time they try to test me
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
She like her bills blue
And she'll spin you
She from the ghetto
A lotta bad things she went through
I like 'em hood bitches
Yeah, that's what I'm into
And she be thick but at the same time
She be slim too
She wanna ugh
She freaky in the bed type
I'm busy chasin' money, but for you, I'll make time
Gotta keep it real with me
Would you spin the block on all my enemies?
Uhh, brr
Girl, I'll fuck you till you cry
You that wifey type, girl, you not just for the night
You keep fuckin' with them lame ass, they don't treat you right
Got you drippin' on my fuckin' face for tonight
I swear I love you, and I mean it
You the only girl that got me in my feelings
And we gon' get rich together, you best believe it
I hate to see it every time that you be leavin'
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
She hear what my chain sound
And she a fly lil mama, she don't play round
And I'm a dog like a motherfuckin' greyhound
And whenever you feelin' down, I always came round
When we were fuckin', I would keep it on the low
'Cause I don't want these lame bitches to know
Countin' Benjamins after my show
Then I gotta get back on the road
Credits
Writer(s): Micko Angelo Cruz
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