Undercover

[Intro: DJ Drama]

Baby, I won't tell if you won't tell

I mean, we could keep it on the hush-hush

Let me show you

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

I ain't gonna lie

I'm fiendin' 'cause I need it and I'm diggin' you a lot

Not used to catchin' feelings, but I'm feelin' all your spots

No kiddin' when I hit it, I'll be lickin' on your spine

Playin' with your mind

I ain't gonna stop

When I finish, I be in it

I be fuckin' with the lights on, that's the shit that I'm on

Give it all I got

Your body and my body

We be foolin', scratchin', screamin' now

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

(Undercover shawty)

[Verse 2: J. Cole]

Ayy, 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'd make the news

They say, "Time is like money," you should come here, pay your dues

And come to kick it, can I get a minute? Maybe a 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

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

(Undercover shawty)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]

I said, "Excuse me, Mrs. Officer

Can you go undercover for me?"

Ain't enough liquor in your cup

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

Girl, my chain feel like a 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 my car, I don't valet that

You a weak nigga, pussy in the street, call you a alleycat

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

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

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

Hey, shawty, where we going? (Ayy)

Nobody has to know but you

Ain't nobody gon' see you

Undercover (Yeah), cover, cover (Yeah), cover

(Undercover shawty)

[Outro: DJ Drama]

DJ Drama

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