meets the ocean we'll live on the edge until then. (X2 Times) (I'm ready to admit to all of them about this little secret we're keeping) (Thanks to
Traduzione: Il Giorno Prima. Siamo Keeping Secrets.
liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caught Had a motherfuckin ward but he didn't go to court God damn, and one day we'll all be together Until then
explode as soon as you go to step in 'em (BROOM) you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move
, could you put me before them If so, I'll see to it that they always around Nothin' but the best now, how does that sound If I talk with you, when we talk you can keep
jealous, prayin' for our downfall Spendin' nice out of state, wearin' Victoria Secret Lingerie, reminisce about our first day we made love Off old school Kay Slay mixtapes Even though we
She needed shelter from the rain She saw it on the sign It said we're open till midnight I'm sorry by the way I came here just the other day And you
that we've been loving each other We can't let 'em know, no, no, no We can't leave a trace [BOTH:] Secret lovers, yeah, that's what we are We shouldn
they did in the 7-2 With the red and blue, had the opportune to bless you Before you knew about a phone bill Before you had to hold still Before the Kool
We keep it nice with this mic device Some need to think twice if they don't think we precise Take our advice and start adjusting your sites Ay yo we
scene, stalking it Volcanic, got ya'll panicking, false canyon And, awe wait, all day Outlandish bandits be slandering what we mastering cause they can
What have we done? Lord what have we done (done)? Look what we've done! Look what we've become! Lord what have we become? (come) [Chorus] [Wish Bone
your trust Representing Brooklyn from the Hook on No question, we keep the truck on Hoes, now get your fuck on Now you're suck on some shit, we bust a
can see her every secret roll to my right hell, i love the night but i can?t keep it but i can dream looking forward to the sheets it?s where we meet
turn artistic children bilingual On parallel bars I create new dismounts like Chechincko So keep it short and sweet like Sherman Hemsley bonafide queer While I shoot shit up you're
a little paper portrait with a legacy of hate. They're numbing all our senses with their bullshit and their lies. It's no goddamned secret it's done right before