Secrets

[Intro: Sade & Boldy James]

Tell me the secrets of your soul (Ay)

Give it up and let go (Nuh-uh-uh-uh)

[Verse 1: Boldy James]

I know all of Vicky's secrets, so sensitive I had to bleep it off her

[?] catching pops but now my watch look like Big Meech's

Hoppin' out of [?], ain't no wrong way to eat a Reese's

She sweet as a buttercup, countin' the [?] up at the Regis

Who wanna be a millionare pockets, puffier than Cleetus

Come suck me 'till I'm dead, want nothing but head like im Beavis

Keep them lines on the table, we got the pints in by the liter

Pops won't stop calling, so tired of ballin', feel like [?]

You ain't never hеard a nigga say that shit and mean it

Too many bitches on my dick, thicker than Sеlena

I mix the lean with the Margiela, pull [?]

New edition have you singing, tell me how you sinnin'

Ricky Bobby with these thotties, he feel like he need her

'Cause if he find out, he just might break down or have a seizure

Hottest of the hot boys, I damn near ran a fever

Richest in my neighborhood, I feel like Ebeneezer

Can you, please

[Bridge: Boldy James & Sade]

Tell me the secrets of your soul

Why you so secretive?

Whatever you hiding, how long you think you can keep it here

Give it up and let go

That girly seen the bridge

While I count up eight hundred thousand in my leisure time

Cut her in my Maybach, she ain't know that my back seats recline

Fell out with bro, guess he expect for me to read his mind

Cheat on your bitch, you can cheat death, but you can't cheat the grind

[Verse 2: Boldy James]

It ain't uncommon to swirl the 'caine like some ramen

Louis Vuittion it, in the hood this shit work out on consignment

At the point of no return, no retreat, no surrender

Ain't no love, she got not sofa, just a stove and a blender

Leftover residue in the [?], it look like earwax

Ain't nothing in the guest room but a [?] and an Air mat'

'Fore I ever save a hoe, I push a bitch off the bridge

Rollin' with this [?] like I'm from [?]

Told 'em quit barkin' up that tree, now watch it fall on you

[?] barber shots go off, it ain't no pause button

[?] I pick up, quick as the Ball brothers

Niggas like "What [?] you rep," I told 'em "All of 'em"

[Outro: Boldy James & Sade]

Tell me the secrets of your soul

Why you so secretive?

Whatever you hiding, how long you think you can keep it here

Give it up and let go

What else?

Tell me the secrets of your soul