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letra de dirty secrets - byron bank

let me tell you about these secrets of mine
can i tell you about these secrets of mine
if i shared these little secrets of mine
can you keep these little secrets of mine
let me tell you about these secrets of mine
can i tell you about these secrets of mine
gotta really be discreet sometimes
well here’s a little secret of mine

this was just a year ago, i’ll take you back in history
a lots been going on, but it’s time i jog my memory
between me and you, will these secrets you forever keep
about to tell a few, i just hope you listen carefully
rapper for a dude but that n-gg- wasn’t cold as me
lied about her where about, never where she supposed to be
body of a model man, something like a soda be
never made a song but a n-gg- stayed recording she
voice with an accent making sounds like apostrophe
it is what it is like jagged edges it gotta be
these mutual feelings, like opened windows we aired them out
moral of the story is, that’s enough i’m out

these views and the clues, i know you’re starting to wonder
it got your mind in the gutter, you’re plundering in the corner
just a month ago, i’m chilling at the corner store vibing
it was perfect the time, from the vehicle eyeing
at this pretty thangs, sliding off her wedding ring crying
said she’s sick of the trying and the cheating and lying
oops another man’s treasure so i slide right in
couple jokes and some laughs then the number locked in
you know just how it goes, playing the role, acting senile
she threw the ball high enough for me to rebound
loved all the strings just didn’t want them attached
threw a n-gg- like a yo-yo but i came right back, d-mn

just a couple days ago, i hate to say it but it’s so
beautiful the booty be, but f-ck it then cause here we go
back seat studio, crank it up the stereo
a/c blasting while we fogging up the mirrors more
slowing the time be ticking, never do eyes witness
it’s science and all physics, this story ain’t all fiction
or is it, cause if it’s true then i might be missing
a couple of days later, i’m really ain’t f-cking wit’cha
well cool, things ain’t really what they suppose to be
placed her hand on the hood, just where it suppose to be
outside stepping in the twilight zone
this is our little secret but we can’t take home
lights out like they’re supposed to be
bunch bad b-tches keep them close to me
lying to your friends talking about you’re really over me
moral of the story is, these secrets you’ll forever keep

- byron bank

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