I Won't Tell (feat. J. Holiday)

Baby, you can keep a secret

Coca

Krills mania, ay, ay

Uh, uh

Fresh off the runway, pair of white Nikes

Phantom top-drop on that I-9-5

Pink seersucker suit, who but I

On my way to party at Carew N-Y

Now, I ain't gotta tell you that them boys pop bottles

And mami's looking like America's Top Model

She says, "Your earring, look at that thing"

"That's even bigger than the rock on my ring"

Now she got a man, plays for the Hawks

I'm like, c'mon, ma, you know me run New York

J's in background, put you to bed

Says he got brains so I'm lookin' ahead

And I'm lookin' for bread, I gotta eat on these streets

Shit, seventeen five, 'bout to holla at G's

I'm a real ****, real **** do real things

And I can keep a secret is the song that I sing, ya nah mean?

Baby, I (I) won't (Won't) tell (Tell)

If you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'll do anything for ya, girl, anything for ya

Baby, I (I) won't (Won't) tell (Tell)

I'll never do bad to you

'Cause baby you got it, and you got me

I got a thing for ya

A material girl in a material world

Venus, Serena, my cereal girls (Wheaties)

What you know about havin' dinner on a jet?

Make it back before the DJ's finished with his set

Now they call me the bird man when them doors ajar

Ghost ride the whip like I'm from Oakland, y'all

It's the crack man and he ain't got a shot in the dark

The wrist is Jacob, earring Chapard

Went to Chao for chow's out and ordered the same thing

Bill's so high they throw in the champagne

I'm a real ****, real **** do real things

And I can keep a secret is the song that I sing, ya nah mean?

Ohh, yeah

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

If you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you (I got a thing for you)

I'll do anything for ya, girl anything for ya (Yeah)

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

(I can keep a secret) I'll never do bad to you (Oh, baby)

Baby, you got it, and you got me

I got a thing for ya (A thing for you)

Millionaire frames, Perrier rods

Every day a different chain, **** get ya gear up (Uh-huh)

Name another fat guy fly like me

And get you right, lay pipe all night like me (Oh, baby)

Call you fruity pebbles 'cause you got so many spa bags

Purple ones, yellow ones, sky blue, the wine bag

Hermes shit, wherever you lay your eyes at

Red card, black card, I could buy that (Yeah)

Louis Vuitton, I'm truly the don

Christian, Lou' Vuitton, the bluish charm

I'm a real ****, real **** do real things

(Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da)

And I can keep a secret is the song that I sing, ya nah mean?

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

(I won't tell) If you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'll do anything for ya, girl anything for ya (Ay)

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

(Baby, I won't tell) I'll never do bad to you

'Cause baby you got it, and you got me (Baby, you got it)

I got a thing for ya (Ay)

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

If you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'll do anything for ya, girl, anything for ya (I'd do anything for you)

Baby, I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell)

(Ay, yeah) I'll never do bad to you (Said this is grown folks music)

'Cause baby you got it, and you got me

(I got a thing for you )I got a thing for ya

(Yeah, see I won't tell)

(I won't tell, no, no)

(No, no)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)