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secrets - boldy james & real bad man lyrics

[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 b*ttercup, countin’ [?] at the [?]
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 heard a n*gga say that sh*t and mean it
too many b*tchеs on my d*ck, thicker than selena
i mix thе 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 d*mn near ran a fever
richest in my neighborhood, i feel like ebeneezer [?]

[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 b*tch, 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 sh*t 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 b*tch 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 b*tton
[?] i pick up, quick as the ball brothers
n*ggas 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

- boldy james real bad man lyrics

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