Undercover - DJ Drama, J. Cole, Chris Brown

Baby, I won’t tell if you won’t tell

I mean, we could keep it on the hush hush

Let me tell you

I ain’t gonna lie, I’m fiending 'cause I need it

And I’m digging you a lot, now you still catching feelings

But I’m feeling on your spots, no kidding when I hit it

I’ll be licking on ya spine, playing with your mind

I ain’t gonna stop, when I finish I be in it

I be fucking with the lights on, that’s the shit that I’m on

Give it all I got, your body and my body

We be fooling, scratching, screaming now

Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

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Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

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One thing you should know about me is I never play to lose, huh

Always aim high and rarely obey the rules

Never tell my business, if I did, it make the news

They say, «Time is like money,» you should come and pay your dues

And come kick it, can I get a minute?

Maybe an hour, huh

Would you let me peak my head in for a second while you shower?

Huh

I bet you got some real good power, if you feel me

I’m on some Marvin Gaye shit, you know just what’s gon' heal me, baby

Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

Undercover, cover cover, cover cover

Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

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I said, «Excuse me Mrs. Officer, can you go undercover for me?»

Ain’t enough liquor in your cup, the waitress here, then let her pour it up

I’m tryna get you drunk as fuck

Take her to my crib, then I lock her in them handcuffs

Panties off, stupid booty

Ready for war, Call of Duty

She said I got the right to remain silent and

I’ve got to give it to her rough but I better not get violent, ha

Girl, my chain feel like an anchor

And when I told you to use your head, I ain’t want you to be no thinker

And we ain’t gon' waste this drink up, these haters sore like cankles

While I’m countin' all this paper and my ears shine like twinkle, twinkle, ha

Big star, get in my car, I don’t valet that

You a weak nigga, pussy in the street 'cause you’re an alleycat

And I’m loyal to my fans 'cause I love 'em

So girl, if you’re a fan, you can meet me undercovers like

Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

Undercover, cover cover, cover cover

Hey shawty, where we going?

(Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain’t nobody gon' see you

Undercover, cover cover, cover cover (Undercover shawty)

DJ Drama.

Breezy, Cole World