Secrets (Explicit) - Obie Trice

Ay cameraman give me an up and over ni**a

I'm 'bout to run this b**ch

Baby we can keep this thing on the low

No one gotta know when a ni**a come through

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Know a ni**a got a hoe

And she got a home that she gotta go to

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

These niggaz think they b**ch ain't cheatin

She in the club every week deceivin them

Hangin out with Toneisha and them

All in V I P tryin to meet a new G with them

Yeah ni**a yo' relationship right

But your b**ch got a dick on the side

You fell in love so she know what you about

You don't get her high always on time

She need a ni**a that's gon' f**k her brains out

Send her home put her p**sy in your mouth

Niggaz get comfortable fall in love

They don't wanna f**k no mo' they cuddlin up

But see your wife is a slut she's just tryin to nut

She wanna get rammed but her man ain't the one

So on the other hand she plan to get done

By a ni**a who tell a lil' some'n some'n like

Baby we can keep this thing on the low

No one gotta know when a ni**a come through

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Know a ni**a got a hoe

And she got a home that she gotta go to

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Don't get mad at Obie

This is harsh reality your broad's a freak

She wanna get it in wit'cha homie

Trust me behind your back this week

Behind her lunch break there's a meet

Behind all that it's a low-key freak

But baby don't get it twisted us niggaz is dogs

It takes five minutes to f**k back onto y'all

Catch him up naw but you seen what you saw

That ni**a say "It wasn't me"

He gets puss like around the clock

Wife ain't watchin niggaz bouncin on the twat

Even Peter boy diggin it out

All on the countertops drillin the trout

F**ked up thing babe it's your bridesmaid

This ain't J Springer this is Obie

Baby we can keep this thing on the low

No one gotta know when a ni**a come through

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Know a ni**a got a hoe

And she got a home that she gotta go to

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Ni**a had his share of broads involved

But when they hit the gan' they just start to bawl

They say "I don't know why I got your balls in my jaws

My man take care of the fam no flaws"

No psychiatric visit b**ch can help ya

You just like dicks in your throat helpless

Niggaz come through beat up your pelvis

Then you run back to whom think you precious

At home she like Aunt Jemima

All alone she like anacondas

Your man want answers why play me dishonest

Then he seek counsellin to keep Pocahontas

Niggaz pokin holes in there homie be honest

You got a hoe fo' sho' for a Madonna

Dudes don't recognize the drama

'Til another ni**a get his thighs got her and tell her

Baby we can keep this thing on the low

No one gotta know when a ni**a come through

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin

Know a ni**a got a hoe

And she got a home that she gotta go to

See I just wanna f**k you

And you just wanna f**k me - our secret creepin