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Artiste : A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Titre : Secrets
I can tell you´re not a fan
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don´t try to come around looking for love, it´s not here (Yeah)
Any time you hit me, I was never not there (Yeah)

I don´t wanna fight, I wanna take you to Chanel (´Nel)
Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell (Yeah)
I said you was a dub, I meant to say you was a ten
I don´t wanna do this shit again, aw, man
I don´t wanna do this shit again, not again
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
I don´t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it´s a secret
I don´t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel
At least you can never tell me that I´m not real
How you tellin´ everybody, callin´ it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I´m playing defense

Stay away from the fakes (Stay away)
My nigga, stay away from the jakes
Heard them talkin´ ´bout they wanna put my name on the plate
But I ain´t one
I just hope you niggas wear a hoodie when the rain come
I just hope you niggas don´t think you really stainless
I just hope my niggas don´t ever, ever change on me
Oh, you really think you´re so official? I´m the same one
They been telling me I fell off since I came up
Baby girl, listen, you´re way better than a bartender
Told my niggas, "Just ten toes, stand tall, yeah"
Know my niggas won´t ever, ever let me fall, nigga

I tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in
We tried to find nine-to-fives, but we was all felons
I got rich and I threw away all of my Margielas
They was jealous, when I copped a Richard, they got more jealous
More money, more bitches, I´m feeling marvelous
And I did some fucked up shit, but I was starvin´ then
No fussin´, just hit ´em up, ain´t no arguin´
No runnin´, just spin the block, don´t you talk to them
My old bitches love me, and I don´t even fuck with them
Look

I can tell you´re not a fan
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz

Don´t you come around looking for love, it´s not here
Any time you hit me, I was never not there
I don´t wanna do this shit again, not again (Woah)
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz (Yeah)
I don´t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it´s a secret
I don´t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel (Yeah)
At least you can never tell me that I´m not real
How you tellin´ everybody, callin´ it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I´m playing defense (Defense)