We ain't gotta tell them
What we do
We can keep all this
Between me and you
We ain't gotta tell them
What we do
We can keep all this
Between me and you
I got my mouth locked
About the hotel suites in Anaheim
Don't know nothing bout the racks that we blew
On all the wine
Never heard of the little black dress that you ripped up in V.I.P
Or them voicemails left on my phone
No caller I.D
We ain't gotta tell them
What we do (Oh)
We can keep all this
Between me and you
We ain't gotta tell them
What we do (Oh)
We can keep all this
Between me and you
Windows down rolling (Rolling)
Sipping jack and coke on PCH
Rocking that little summer dress Saturday at Dana point
Biting on my ear (Damn)
Whispering what you'd do to me
I said shawty hold up (Wait)
Your friends right there, they might see
Wonder what your boyfriend would do if he knew you were creeping on the low
Hugging on me, showing of me, like you was my girl
Up in V.I.P, drinking with me, buying me clothes
And you still on Instagram flexing, posting quotes, like you ain't another hoe
We ain't gotta tell them
What we do (Oh)
We can keep all this
Between me and you
We ain't gotta tell them
What we do (Oh)
We can keep all this
Between me and you