secrets
Singer: joe budden
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make sure you pay close attention on this joint
we call this one secrets
featuring emanny
another joint produced by the klasix. shout to on the low
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y'all in that mood yet?
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her name was chyna doll
real name sasha
stripped out in jersey
a regular show stopper
club hopper
couldn't tell her nada
can't even talk to her
if it ain't about a dollar
stayed in the latest
esay
gucci
prada
two kids
no communication with the father
she nineteen
lookin like the truth is sickenin
but boo was trickin
to pay school tuition
a hourglass figure with the best complexion
with no ratchet on her
usin sex as a weapon
her man's named jerome
highschool sweetheart
but just came home for some charges unknown
it's probably domestic
he be beatin her ass
chyna still go to work like she be needin the cash
got his name on her ankle
real impolite
i made it rain on her once and bitch couldn't say 'thank you'
call me loose
but you'd fuck shorty too
i'm talkin 36
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she be at the pink tea cup
drunk of chardonnay and e'd up
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she need jesus
bisexual
live her life on the brink
newark niggaz used to come through spikin her drink
puttin drugs in her liquor
throwin dubs when they tip her
she high
makin it clap
screamin 'fuck them other niggaz!'
high demand on her
jerome type jealous
used to come through clappin at niggaz
that put they hands on her
cause of the insanity
fired her from fantasies
every man's fantasy
sufferin from vanity
i 'member she went broke for a short stint
so she started fuckin niggaz just to pay her rent
started fuckin anybody that would get her bent
frequentin hotels and cars with dark tints
but she never home
in the world fulfillin her greed
it's a disease
grandmother takin care of her seeds
now everybody she be with
keep gettin her weeded
she dropped out of school
felt it was no longer needed
low self-esteem
a broken home and shattered dreams
got chyna comin out of her jeans
get money by any means
wearin anything that's skin tight
pretties up the outside
to cover up what's inside
that one time bad bitch
don't even look average
borrows her friend's clothes
no more money for saks fifth
jerome proposed
now they awaitin marriage
little did he know how many niggaz had smashed it
dre used to pipe her
them two was creepin
it was more than just beatin
i'm guessin he really liked her
dre got a girl
maybe not with the label
see her name is faith
but he ain't never been faithful
she used to get raiseful
yellin out 'i hate you!'
been with him since he was broke and he ain't grateful
now the nigga's able
financially stable
but she turned the tables
went and got some other mates too
that never stopped her from rummagin through his shit
dre neglectin home
fuckin around with this bitch
takin her on vacas
pick her up for late stays
spent his whole check on her damn near every pay day
already fought 'rome when he caught dre at the strip club
chyna givin him a lap dance
gettin her tits rubbed
zipper down like he just finished gettin his dick sucked
'rome threw his fists up
but dre couldn't give a fuck
security kicked 'em out
speakers blastin dj unk
i saw jerome runnin over towards his trunk
but chyna came and stopped it
before jerome popped it
dre ain't learn nothin
kept creepin
he ain't stop shit
i tried to talk to him
he ain't heed the message
she lookin sickly skinny
exceedin anorexic
coughin every minute
which to me kind of hinted
if you gon' have ya cape on
nigga take her to the clinic
but he don't want to listen and no he never told me
he bring that bitch everywhere
treat her like a trophy
i know dude
i already know that when he go fuck her
he wide open
he divin in
no rubber
i seen this shit comin
call me a psychic
he tryin keep tabs on her
bought her a sidekick
see every other night
pick her up in that hybrid
you got a girl nigga
at least do it in private
i mean he really treatin chyna like a fly chick
talkin dirty to her like 'damn
love how you ride dick'
she be on top screamin
'daddy
how you like it?'
but not long after found out he had the virus
now he's heated
anger's deep seeded
he thinks she runnin 'round
fuckin with this deep secret
not even thinkin about her man or her kids
dre turned around and took her life for takin his
and i ain't mad at you for spendin a few chips
i thought you knew better than wifin that loose bitch
you never heard 'don't lay your head
where you shit?'
you got your shovel out
dug yourself a huge ditch
dumb motherfucker
now you facin two bids
and can't even run from the law
you too sick
jerome wasted no time findin where dude live
he came in blazin that fifth in dude's ribs
that's two individuals gone for god's sake
jerome went to jail three days after her wake
dre's girl at home
in shock
she can't believe it
wishin she would've told him about her big
big secret
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people. uh
on top
y'all in that mood yet?
on top
maybe y'all ain't hear me
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on top
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y'all in that mood yet?
on top
i don't think they understand me
let the guitars rock out
listen again
if i went to fast
maybe you listenin to slow
on top
ya heard?
dumb motherfuckers
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