Secret Admirer ft. Princesz Jasmine Lyrics

I want your body, your mind, and your soul I'm diggin' deep like I'm lookin' for gold

We keep it secret, nobody knows She wanna link right after my show

I give her dick and her body explode Soaked up my sheets, had to fuck on the floor

Ran out of condoms, I'm hittin' it raw Pussy so wet, I could drink through a straw

We take a break, then we back at it Head so dope, she'll crack at it

I beat it up, she look back at it Yell out my name, call me Big Daddy

Drunk off the Henny, we fuckin' for hours She drippin' wet like she fresh out the shower

Soon as we done, we be smokin' the loudest Shorty the best, she deserve all the flowers

That's my lil' bitch and she know it We hit the mall and we blow it

Shorty be keepin' me focused I be on point in the open

Grippin' & toten', one in the head when it's loaded

Step out of line and I blow it Still rep the three when I'm rollin

Just need to know if you rollin', yeah

Boy, you should know that I've got you on my mind

Your secret admirer I've got you on my mind

Boy, you should know that I've got you on my mind

Your secret admirer I've got you on my mind

I'll be your secret admirer Like how you get deep when you climb up inside of her

Yeah, nigga, I'm a big deal Be careful who you pullin' on my pigtails

Don't worry about the next, cause I ain't speakin' I don't care about your friends, boy, you ain't leavin

Kissin' on my neck, got a bitch leakin' Hurry up and come and put your beef in it

Fuckin' on me while I'm fuckin' on you You do somethin' to me, tryna make you my boo

Let's keep it low-key like nobody knew Let your ex know what's up, cause I'm grippin' a deuce, uh

Bad lil' Pisces, bitch He buy me gifts, never lookin' at the price and shit, uh

He ain't never on no triflin' shit This nigga got me actin' like somebody wife and shit, uh

He don't know we just started, son Get it poppin' in the car, son

Drop a bag in the mall, son When he leave, should I call or somethin'

She don't know she just started, son Get it poppin' in the car, son

He don't know we just started, son Get it poppin' in the car, son

Boy, you should know that I've got you on my mind

Your secret admirer I've got you on my mind

Boy, you should know that I've got you on my mind

Your secret admirer I've got you on my mind