(feat. DJ Quik) Gotta keep it a a secret (woo!) Hey man let me ask you something man You ever have one of them days where you felt like You might to got got rid of all the bad seeds in your life? You know what I mean like you just got got your paycheck

Drive faster, boy, ooh, yeah-ooh If can you keep a a secret Well, baby, I can keep it if you can keep a a secret I know what you want I'm gonna take you to a a midnight show tonight If you can keep a a secret I got got a blanket in the back seat on my mind And a

Baby when you got got a secret secret love Every little touch is not enough Every little moment we're apart is pain to me Maybe we can find some hideaway Everybody knows but who can say When do I cry This breakin' heart Just hurts me more When we're apart

Oh, it's so traumatic I've got got these secrets I keep Is it obvious They've got got me down on my knees Yeah, just let me go I keep reliving the scene I can see right where you are You don't need to hide in the dark

I need a a gangsta To love me better Than all the others do To always forgive me Ride or die with me That's just what gangsters do I'm fucked up, I'm black and blue I'm built for it, all the abuse I got got secrets, that nobody, nobody knows

I pay no mind, to what they think If I don’t tell a a soul then, who else shouldn’t mind? And may be gone, my love, to the grave But I got got a secret secret (Got Got a secret secret) I’ll never tell, no one can see I count the days, you’ve been asleep Everybody’s got got a secret secret

We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a a widow than a a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a a widow than a a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

Come along to the riverside. Sit down now I just want to hear somebody else whine If you've got got tomorrow, I've got got a blade We can dig a a hole into an old book Keep our secrets there I know of another place beneath some overgrown vine. I can cut them back

Something's comin' over, mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got got a secret secret Happiness lies in your own hand It took me much too long to understand How it could be Until you shared your secret secret with me Mmm mmm, my baby's got got a secret secret