Secret Lover Big Bank Black (Ft. Gucci Mane & Trouble)

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
Ill be your sidelinе man baby, Ill be that
Now we can fly to the bitch and ball baby, ball baby
But Im too black to gеt a tan baby
Im your number one fan baby
But aint my lady thats a lovely nigga lady of mine
Come get your piece
If I had your hands Id cut off my hands pimpin, chop em
Limping through magic, with that lean drippin, pimp, pimp
And fuckin you is wrong, dont wanna be right, dont wanna be right
I watch a good girl go bad right in front of my eyes
In front of my eyes