Представляем точный текст композиции "Secrets" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joe Budden . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Secrets» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Joe Budden передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Joe Budden - "Secrets"
Lyrics to Secrets : (feat. Rmanny) [Joe Budden:] Yo, yo. Her name was Chyna Doll, real name Sasha Stripped out in Jersey, a regular show stopper. Club hopper, couldnt tell her nada Cant even talk to er if it aint about a dollar. Stayed in the latest' Esay', Gucci, Prada Two kids, no communication with the father. She nineteen, lookin like the truth is sickenin But boo is trickin ta pay schoo tuition. A hourglass figure with the best complexion With no ratchet on er, usin sex as a weapon. Her mans name Jerome, highschool sweetheart Who jus came home for some charges unknown. Its prolly domestic, he be beatin er ass Chyna still go ta work like she be needin the cash. Got his name on er ankle, real impolite I made it rain on er once an bitch couldnt say, "thank you". Call me loose, butchud fuck shorty too Im talkin thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two. She be at the Pink Teacup Drunk of Chardonnay an Ed up A Black Girl Lost, she need Jesus. Bi-sexual, livin life on the brink Newark niggas used to come-through spikin er drink. Puttin drugs in er liquor, throwin dubs when they tip er She high makin it clap screamin, "fuck them other niggas! " High demand on er, Jerome type jealous Used to come-through clappin at niggas that put they hands on er Cause of the insanity, fired er from Fantasies Every mans fantasy sufferin from vanity. I member she went broke for a short xtent So she started fuckin niggas just to pay her rent. Started fuckin anybody thatll get her bent Frequentin hotels an cars with dark tints. But she never home, in the World for feelin er greed This a disease, grandmother takin care of er seeds. Now aybody she be with keep gettin er Weeded She dropped outta school, felt (like) it was no longer needed. Low self-esteem, a broken home, an shattered dreams Got Chyna comin out of er jeans. Get money by any means, wearin anything thats skin tight Pretties up the outside to cover-up whats inside. That one time bad bitch (dawg) dont even look average Borrows her friends clothes, no more money for Saks Fifth. Jerome proposed now they awaitin marriage Little did he know how many niggas had smashed it. Dre used to pipe er, them two was creepin It was more than jus beatin, Im guessin he really like er. Dre gotta girl, maybe not with the label See, her name is Faith, but he aint never been faithful. She used to get' raiseful', yellin out, "I hatechu! " Been with em since he was broke an he aint grateful. Now the niggas able, financially stable But she turnt the tables, went an got some other mates too. That never stopped her from rummagin through his shit Dre neglectin home, fuckin round with this bitch. Takin er on vacates, pickin er up for late steaks Spent his whole check on er damn near every payday. Already fought Rome when he caught Dre at the strip club Chyna givin em a lap dance gettin er tits rubbed. Zipper down like he jus finished gettin his dicked sucked Rome through his fist up, but Dre couldnt give a fuck. Security kicked em out, speakers blastin DJ Unk I seen Jerome runnin over towards his trunk. Chyna came an stopped it before Jerome popped it Dre aint learn nothin, kept creepin, he aint stop shit. I tried to talk to em, he aint heed the message She lookin sickly skinny, exceedin anorexic. Coughin every minute, which ta me kinda hinted... If you gonna have ya cape on (nigga) then take er to the clinic. But he dont wann listen an know he never told me He bring that bitch everywhere, treat er like a trophy. I know dude, I already know that when he go fuck er He wide-open, he divin in no rubber. I seen this shit comin, call me a psychic He trynna keep tabs on er, bought er a Sidekick. (See) Every other night pick er up in that Hybrid You got a girl nigga, at least do it in private. I mean he really treatin Chyna like a fly chick Talkin dirty to er like, "Damn, love how you ride dick" She be on top screamin, "Daddy, how you like it" But not long after fount out he had the virus. Now hes heated, angers deep seeded He thinks she runnin roun fuckin with this deep secret. Not even thinkin bout her man or her kids Dre turnt around an took her life for takin his. An I aint mad atchu for spendin a few chips I thoughtchu knew better than wifin that loose bitch. You never heard, "dont lay ya head where you shit" You gotcha shovel out, dug yaself a huge ditch. Dumb muhfucka, now you facin two bids An cant even run from the law, you too sick. Jerome wasted no time in findin where dude live He came in blazin that fifth in dudes ribs. Thats two individuals gone for Gods sake Jerome went to jail three days after her wake. Dres girl at home, in shock; she cant believe it Wishin she wouldve told em bout her big, big secret. [ Secrets Lyrics ]
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