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[Chorus] Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl See I can be your man, baby, whoa I can help you build your plan baby I can hold your hand baby, never I’ll be your sideline man baby, I’ll be that Now we can fly to the bitch and ball baby, ball baby But I’m too black to get a tan baby I’m your number one fan baby But ain’t my lady that’s a lovely nigga lady of mine Come get your piece If I had your hands I’d cut off my hands pimpin, chop em Limping through magic, with that lean drippin, pimp, pimp And fuckin you is wrong, don’t wanna be right, don’t wanna be right I watch a good girl go bad right in front of my eyes, In front of my eyes [Chorus] Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl I can be your man, and I’d rather be your sideline friend Baby I can be your man, and I’d rather be your sideline friend I can be your secret lover, you can try me baby girl, on trouble, trouble We ain’t gotta hit the scene, beein seen by them gossipin assholes Or your hatin brother I just wanna fuck your ass and keep it quiet Late night, my late flight from deep inside it Know you heard about the tree and you wanna climb it You niggas say he getting money, why he hard to find it Might as well get in my flavor Might as well just keep this player Stay secret lovers and let em come [Chorus] Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl They call me Gucci good, I don’t stay in a tree house Your hoe don’t wanna go, try to hide under the couch But everywhere you go, you always makin space for the bitch She like a sign this …can’t get away from the bitch I’m in the yellow pages, and I won’t try to pay for a bitch Your hoe keep say you got them bitch, you need stay from the bitch And plus them young niggas I ride with ain’t gonna play with the bitch Think it’s a game and I’m just talking, you get a taste of this shit But I’m giving you a hustle, ain’t go … Cause what you kill is what you eat Living in this jungle And I lay pipe down every week Just like a plummer Your girl a really mad eater Like jeffrey donvas [Chorus] Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl Let me take your mind to gutta girl, gurra girl, gutta girl We gonn fuck up all the covers girl You need to open up them thighs, Let me hop off deep inside I can be your secret lover girl, secret lover girl
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