I Got A Seecret Lyrics
| Song | I Got A Seecret |
| Artist | Redman |
| Album | Doc's Da Name 2000 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Redman & Roni Size | |
| 作词 : Noble, Size | |
| Damn Ladies.. and gentlemen | |
| I got a secret | |
| Somebody told me yo' ass stink! | |
| Don't blame me! | |
| Hah, what, huh.. | |
| Ah, one two three four | |
| Huh, huh, yo | |
| Huh, yo yo yo yo yo yo (c'mere baby) | |
| Yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo | |
| Yo huh Yeah yi-yeah, these metaphors be broad | |
| Take the Shanks out of | |
| Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jaw | |
| Climb aboard, jump out the ninety-ninth floor | |
| That bitch on the salt box, know when | |
| I rain I pour | |
| Shoot up the | |
| Mardi Gras with double chrome forty-fours | |
| Full up plates, cause someone | |
| I'm ready to take yours! | |
| Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatin | |
| Hyperventilatin, you're talk of the town like date rapin | |
| Call me the | |
| Doc-casian | |
| Spot, The | |
| Beatles Malfunction in the | |
| SL Board without the | |
| EQ Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I'll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I'm hittin that clutch in da black truck, what, fuck yo' back up | |
| My dubs be filled with dust when | |
| I bust you definitely feel the rapture.. ha ha.. | |
| HA HAH.. H | |
| A HAH! Aiyyo! | |
| Feel what | |
| I feel, see what | |
| I see son | |
| Break your neck - secretly blown, talico style | |
| Doc Trace the sketch - according to verbal recording hot | |
| Bricks underground detox fuck up farm crops | |
| Yo beautiful! | |
| Cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticals | |
| I react - the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles | |
| I'm stone, to the bone, flip poems that roam further | |
| I serve the murder then beef it to ham-burger | |
| Redman skats, | |
| I can't follow it but | |
| I'm only kidding | |
| Knowin god damn well that's hard to spit | |
| Fans call me mix tape arsonist, marvelous, in the hood | |
| Everyday, wanna star? | |
| Check an astrologist | |
| Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I'll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I'm hittin that clutch | |
| You know, papi chulo with the fucked up grammar | |
| So much spanish ass, niggaz think | |
| I own Copa | |
| Cabana Shot up | |
| Santa, got more tools than, | |
| Hanna Barbera, check it | |
| The clues | |
| I left was hard for cops to | |
| Etch-a-Sketch it | |
| Serial killer that tracks pussy in every borough | |
| Kidnap ya, tie ya down, drug ya, kiss the girls | |
| Klack automatics no matter the pressure the static (KLACK) | |
| I blow you by two miles, cut my lights and hit the hazards | |
| Fatal, duckin from pussy police in | |
| LeSables Biggest thing since getting earrings pierced in your navel | |
| High, Funk | |
| Doc, Roni | |
| Size keep the herb twistin | |
| And now get the | |
| Ampegs real hot like jerk chicken | |
| Ha ha.. alright one more time.. (c'mere baby) |
| zuo qu : Redman Roni Size | |
| zuo ci : Noble, Size | |
| Damn Ladies.. and gentlemen | |
| I got a secret | |
| Somebody told me yo' ass stink! | |
| Don' t blame me! | |
| Hah, what, huh.. | |
| Ah, one two three four | |
| Huh, huh, yo | |
| Huh, yo yo yo yo yo yo c' mere baby | |
| Yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo | |
| Yo huh Yeah yiyeah, these metaphors be broad | |
| Take the Shanks out of | |
| Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jaw | |
| Climb aboard, jump out the ninetyninth floor | |
| That bitch on the salt box, know when | |
| I rain I pour | |
| Shoot up the | |
| Mardi Gras with double chrome fortyfours | |
| Full up plates, cause someone | |
| I' m ready to take yours! | |
| Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatin | |
| Hyperventilatin, you' re talk of the town like date rapin | |
| Call me the | |
| Doccasian | |
| Spot, The | |
| Beatles Malfunction in the | |
| SL Board without the | |
| EQ Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I' ll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I' m hittin that clutch in da black truck, what, fuck yo' back up | |
| My dubs be filled with dust when | |
| I bust you definitely feel the rapture.. ha ha.. | |
| HA HAH.. H | |
| A HAH! Aiyyo! | |
| Feel what | |
| I feel, see what | |
| I see son | |
| Break your neck secretly blown, talico style | |
| Doc Trace the sketch according to verbal recording hot | |
| Bricks underground detox fuck up farm crops | |
| Yo beautiful! | |
| Cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticals | |
| I react the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles | |
| I' m stone, to the bone, flip poems that roam further | |
| I serve the murder then beef it to hamburger | |
| Redman skats, | |
| I can' t follow it but | |
| I' m only kidding | |
| Knowin god damn well that' s hard to spit | |
| Fans call me mix tape arsonist, marvelous, in the hood | |
| Everyday, wanna star? | |
| Check an astrologist | |
| Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I' ll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I' m hittin that clutch | |
| You know, papi chulo with the fucked up grammar | |
| So much spanish ass, niggaz think | |
| I own Copa | |
| Cabana Shot up | |
| Santa, got more tools than, | |
| Hanna Barbera, check it | |
| The clues | |
| I left was hard for cops to | |
| EtchaSketch it | |
| Serial killer that tracks pussy in every borough | |
| Kidnap ya, tie ya down, drug ya, kiss the girls | |
| Klack automatics no matter the pressure the static KLACK | |
| I blow you by two miles, cut my lights and hit the hazards | |
| Fatal, duckin from pussy police in | |
| LeSables Biggest thing since getting earrings pierced in your navel | |
| High, Funk | |
| Doc, Roni | |
| Size keep the herb twistin | |
| And now get the | |
| Ampegs real hot like jerk chicken | |
| Ha ha.. alright one more time.. c' mere baby |
| zuò qǔ : Redman Roni Size | |
| zuò cí : Noble, Size | |
| Damn Ladies.. and gentlemen | |
| I got a secret | |
| Somebody told me yo' ass stink! | |
| Don' t blame me! | |
| Hah, what, huh.. | |
| Ah, one two three four | |
| Huh, huh, yo | |
| Huh, yo yo yo yo yo yo c' mere baby | |
| Yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo | |
| Yo huh Yeah yiyeah, these metaphors be broad | |
| Take the Shanks out of | |
| Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jaw | |
| Climb aboard, jump out the ninetyninth floor | |
| That bitch on the salt box, know when | |
| I rain I pour | |
| Shoot up the | |
| Mardi Gras with double chrome fortyfours | |
| Full up plates, cause someone | |
| I' m ready to take yours! | |
| Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatin | |
| Hyperventilatin, you' re talk of the town like date rapin | |
| Call me the | |
| Doccasian | |
| Spot, The | |
| Beatles Malfunction in the | |
| SL Board without the | |
| EQ Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I' ll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I' m hittin that clutch in da black truck, what, fuck yo' back up | |
| My dubs be filled with dust when | |
| I bust you definitely feel the rapture.. ha ha.. | |
| HA HAH.. H | |
| A HAH! Aiyyo! | |
| Feel what | |
| I feel, see what | |
| I see son | |
| Break your neck secretly blown, talico style | |
| Doc Trace the sketch according to verbal recording hot | |
| Bricks underground detox fuck up farm crops | |
| Yo beautiful! | |
| Cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticals | |
| I react the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles | |
| I' m stone, to the bone, flip poems that roam further | |
| I serve the murder then beef it to hamburger | |
| Redman skats, | |
| I can' t follow it but | |
| I' m only kidding | |
| Knowin god damn well that' s hard to spit | |
| Fans call me mix tape arsonist, marvelous, in the hood | |
| Everyday, wanna star? | |
| Check an astrologist | |
| Fuck fuck fuck bitch | |
| I' ll bust a nut all over that gut | |
| Buck buck buck souflee you lay you then | |
| I' m hittin that clutch | |
| You know, papi chulo with the fucked up grammar | |
| So much spanish ass, niggaz think | |
| I own Copa | |
| Cabana Shot up | |
| Santa, got more tools than, | |
| Hanna Barbera, check it | |
| The clues | |
| I left was hard for cops to | |
| EtchaSketch it | |
| Serial killer that tracks pussy in every borough | |
| Kidnap ya, tie ya down, drug ya, kiss the girls | |
| Klack automatics no matter the pressure the static KLACK | |
| I blow you by two miles, cut my lights and hit the hazards | |
| Fatal, duckin from pussy police in | |
| LeSables Biggest thing since getting earrings pierced in your navel | |
| High, Funk | |
| Doc, Roni | |
| Size keep the herb twistin | |
| And now get the | |
| Ampegs real hot like jerk chicken | |
| Ha ha.. alright one more time.. c' mere baby |
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