V12 The Hitman - Undercover lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] I ain't going to lie I'm fiending cause I need it And I'm digging you a lot Now you still catchin' feelings But I'm feelin on your spot No kiddin when I hit it I be leakin on your spine, playin with your mind I ain't going to spot, when I finish I be in it I be f**ing with the lights on That's the sh** that I'm on Give it all I got, your body and my body We be feelin', scratchin', screamin' [Bridge 1: Christ Brown] Hey shorty Here we go in Nobody doesn't know it but you Ain't nobody gonna see you Undercover [Verse 2: J. Cole] One thing to know about me's that I never play to lose Always aim high and rarely obey the rules Never tell my business, if I did it make the news Say time is like money, you should come and pay your dues And kick it a damn minute, maybe an hour Just let me peak my head in for a second while you shower I bet you got some real good, holler if you feel me I'm on some Marvin Gaye sh**, you know just what's gon' heal me [Hook: Chris Brown] Hey shorty Here we go in Here we go in Nobody has to know but you Nobody, nobody [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Excuse me Mrs. Officer, can you go under cover for me? Ain't enough liquor in your cup The waitress ? let her pour it...up I'm trying to get you drunk as f** 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 didn't want you to be no thinker And we ain't gonna waste this drink up These haters sore like cankles While I'm counting all this paper And my ears shine like twinkle, twinkle Big star, get in my car, I don't valet that You're weak n***a, p**y in the street cause You're an alleycat And I'm loyal to my fans cause I love them So girl if you're a fan, you can meet me undercover