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Kevin Gates

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mine Lyrics - Kevin Gates

Don't mind you looking at it 

I don't mind people looking at it 

Don't get mad if she ain't looking back at you nigga 

Don't get mad if she ain't looking back at you nigga 

 

Don't mind you looking cause she mine girl, she for me 

Fall off, she gon' hold it down, please believe 

Firearm, we roll around in the streets 

When I get home it's going down in the sheets 

Don't mind you looking cause she's mine girl, she a big fine girl 

Everytime she whine, she move her body like a spider 

And everybody watching all that ass she got behind her 

Money maker shine but I don't mind cause I'mma grinder 

 

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You know how we be moving 

Me and Kevin Gates 

I'mma style and I'mma keep shining 

Like the roof on the Wraith 

Eat my pussy with his breakfast 

Cause he love the way it tastes 

He said that I stay on his mind 

How I be sitting on his face 

I don't need nothing but bread 

I don't need niggas for nothing but head 

They all fantasize being with Kim 

Every night, I'm laying right next to him 

Fuck my ex, you make me wetter 

Fabulous, you make me better 

Chanel sneakers, Chanel leather 

Chanel bag in Chanel weather 

Hundred grand on that PRG 

I don't hear what no peon say 

See me with him, just know that's me 

Ten carats scream fiance 

See my pussy print all through my jeans 

I know you watch all this ass behind me 

Should be watchin' this nigga that's right beside me 

 

Don't mind you looking cause she mine girl, she for me 

Fall off, she gon' hold it down, please believe 

Firearm, we roll around in the streets 

When I get home it's going down in the sheets 

Don't mind you looking cause she's mine girl, she a big fine girl 

Every time she whine, she move her body like a spider 

And everybody watching all that ass she got behind her 

Money maker shine but I don't mind cause I'mma grinder 

 

You know how we be moving, listening to Future, Pluto 

People like us take over, I'm a shooter with a shooter 

Says he down here from up north, college, she commuting 

She my new professor, I'm learning, I'm a student 

Her momma hate me, say I'm too advanced, ask her how she's doing 

She never say it to my face, I'm turnt up I'm a movie, yeah 

At night she hear her daughter scream, Cassius Clay, I boom bye yae 

My hand around her throat she naked, I bent her over on the dresser 

It's too gangsta how I'm dressin', beat the pussy up, no question 

Pull her hair ho, you forgiven, hair red or blonde, or whatever 

I-I'm caressin' on her breastes, kissing on her, you a blessin' 

Knew I loved her when I met her, she love me, you looking for her 

 

Don't mind you looking cause she mine girl, she for me 

Fall off, she gon' hold it down, please believe 

Firearm, we roll around in the streets 

When I get home it's going down in the sheets 

Don't mind you looking cause she's mine girl, she a big fine girl 

Everytime she whine, she move her body like a spider 

And everybody watching all that ass she got behind her 

Money maker shine but I don't mind cause I'mma grind her 

 

You pulled it out and now he's shookin' on it 

Grabbed my neck and now I'm choking on it 

Hold it down if you go to prison 

Conversate, conjugal visits 

Keep our love, I got the COD 

I'mma hold it down like B.o.B 

That dope pussy that chronic 

That DRE, so don't OD 

Hold up baby, come here, give it to me 

I'm about to uh huh, lick the pussy 

In the car, don't give a fuck who lookin' 

And [?] hustle through this for you 

Dick her full, don't know if you notice 

Say it ain't come here on a muscle 

Lot of spit when you humming on it 

Legs shaking now you cumming on it 

Quiet babe, power coming on it 

Uber coming, now you going home 

I know it's difficult dealing 

With a nigga that's in my profession 

Hold up babe, why you in your feelings? 

Break it for me, gotta tell your nigga 

"Fly a kite" Michael Jackson, thriller 

You say, "don't nobody keep it realer" 

Real one, I homicide the vision 

Say her name, they gon' get the business 

Chris Brown, playing when I killed her 

He could fuck you too cause that's my nigga 

I ain't cuffin' pussy, I ain't with it 

She could be for you and treat her special 

Yeah, she say she love me, you looking for her 

 

Don't mind you looking cause she mine girl, she for me 

Fall off, she gon' hold it down, please believe 

Firearm, we roll around in the streets 

When I get home it's going down in the sheets 

Don't mind you looking cause she's mine girl, she a big fine girl 

Everytime she whine, she move her body like a spider 

And everybody watching all that ass she got behind her 

Money maker shine but I don't mind cause I'mma grind her 

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