- Votes:
- Composers:
- Dajuan L Walker
- David Marvin Blake
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- dirty south tag radio
- funk
 
- See also:
Suga Free - Secrets lyrics
Would you like to know a secret? 
 (Would you wanna, you really wanna, baby)
 Would you promise not to tell?
 (I know you wanna know, baby, I bet ya)
 Would you like to know a secret?
 (Would you wanna, you really wanna, I know)
 Would you promise not to tell?
 (Wanna know it, I bet you wanna, baby, you really wanna, you really wanna)
 Now I comes from Pomona
 The city of G's in California
 Where the sun rises the east
 And sets the west (Tell the truth player)
 Now I ain't tryin to be a hard ass brother
 Cause I got game from my sister and my mother (Nah)
 They told me the same thing that'll make you laugh
 Will make you cry
 And they was right on the money
 Now I
 Bang bang to the rhythm of Quik
 Now put the dip in your hip 
 And let your backbone slip
 It took a real long time for me to get this break
 And I'll be damned if I leave it for a sucka to take
 Hey Suga Free, I got some whoop whoop
 I'm finna get some whop whop
 You know I sold my drop top
 On Daytons with them knock-offs
 Partner you can straight shake the spot
 I see the envy and jealousy in your face
 And bump what you got fool
 Forgot to write me in the penn
 Now I'm on parole in the wind
 And your trying to fit in
 Y'all humpback J
 E to the A
 The L-O-U-S suckas make my day
 Sucka
 But I'm a cotton-pickin fool
 I shoulda listened to Tony Lane
 When he told me to shake a sucka like you
 Shake-a-shake-a-shake
 One sucka a day
 Cause misery loves company (OK)
 And a, Mr. Sucka For a Trick
 a.k.a
 Broke jealous trick 
 With a itch
 To never see me spittin
 Here come that sucka with that smile
 Talkin about
 How my shit flow so dope
 He played my tape and got cottonmouth
 So I'm knowin bout your fake smile
 Pat me on my back
 With that he say-she say crap
 Because I know something you don't
 Like havin thousands
 And a ???
 Would you like to know a secret?
 (Would you wanna, you really wanna, know it)
 Would you promise not to tell?
 (I'll give it to ya baby, I bet ya, wanna, know)
 Would you like to know a secret?
 (Would you wanna, you really wanna, baby)
 Would you promise not to tell? 
 (I know you wanna, you really wanna, know it, I bet you wanna, you really 
 wanna)
 Now I gets my checks in chunks
 Blocks and stacks
 Looking out for my homies
 And family like a mack
 So you can do or say whatever floats your boat
 But I'ma tell you just like this
 I'm far from broke
 So while you talk about me 
 You need to look at yourselfSuga Free - Secrets - http://motolyrics.com/suga-free/secrets-lyrics.html
 Who gave Peaches five hundred for ???
 I had a life-long dream
 To do just this
 In and out of jail
 And didn't nobody send me shhh
 But I ain't mad witcha
 I guess we do what we do
 And God Bless Chris, Flower, Dante and little Clue
 We gotta make it right
 Cause Mr. Gilmore is laughing at us
 Killing each other
 Over nothing every night
 So wake up and recognize
 What you fail to see
 Cause I'm a black man partner
 It was hard for me
 Trying to get a job
 With a cross tattoo under my left eye
 They never called me back in interviews
 It was hi and bye
 Would you like to know a secret?
 (Would you wanna, you really wanna, know it)
 Would you promise not to tell?
 (I know you wanna, you really wanna, know it, I bet ya)
 Would you like to know a secret?
 (I know you wanna, you really wanna, know)
 Would you promise not to tell?
 (Don't you wanna, you really wanna, baby, don't you wanna, you really wanna)
 And my homegirl Qiana
 Bless her soul
 Bought me some shoes
 I took off them ???
 Cause my sacks was through
 And moms kicked me out the house
 Cause I wasn't paying rent
 I got mad for a minute
 Now I gots good sense
 And me and pops used to go at it
 Like every other day
 But I apologize 
 For all the remarks I used to say
 Cause ah
 I gots my life where I want it
 I met Stan Sheppard, Black Tone, DJ Quik
 Now I'm jumping on it
 And Black Tone used to buy me clothes
 Pay for lawyers and court
 So Black Tone's my folks
 Unlike some other fools I know
 We got a snitch walking round
 But I ain't mad at cha
 Just don't let me see you
 I'ma clown
 Cause you smiling in my face
 And pat me all on my back
 And hate my guts
 But steady in the presence of a mack
 And if it wasn't for Tony Lane, DJ Quik and Hi-C
 Wouldn't none of y'all suckas give a damn about me
 Fo sho
 I wanna say wassup to Black Tone, Hi-C, D, Qia, Thad, Noay
 Fly, my partner Bubbah
 That's right
 My sister Lee
 And we out (Hey baby)
 (Did you leave out something?)
 Nope
 (Alright)
 Would you like to know my secrets?
 Would you promise not to tell?
 Would you like to know my secrets?
 Would you promise not to tell?
Would you like to know my secrets?



















