Ginuwine - Secrets Lyrics

Ooh ma how you be, boo boo it's somethin' 'bout cha I just wanna know
And it's up to me to give it to you till you just can't get enough
Uh, keep a secret, oh mama can you keep a secret
But tell me can you keep a secret, ooh ma how you be, ooh ma how you be

Babe, it's automatic, the swagger that you got girl
Uh, your reputation as a hot girl
Shorty, show me what it do, try to spit it to you
Holla at cha boy 'cuz I just gotta have it
More than I've ever had to have it before
And I'm tryna put my bid in for sure
I'm tryna get by your side before you get up outta here tonight

Ooh ma how you be, boo boo it's somethin' 'bout cha I just wanna know
And it's up to me to give it to you till you just can't get enough
Uh, keep a secret, oh mama can you keep a secret
But tell me can you keep a secret, ooh ma how you be, ooh ma how you be

Now baby I'm tryna deal withcha, no games dead trill withcha
Because you walk it like you talk it, girl
I just wanna be the one to give you what you're missin'
Girl, check the flow, it's as right as it gets
So whatchu know about a DC Pimp
I'm behind you, now feelin' on your waste
Whisperin' in your ear and let me just say

I'll have it hoppin' like a go-go girl
You gotta keep it on the low low girl
Shorty, you're way too fine to be by yourself tonight, no

Ooh ma how you be, boo boo it's somethin' 'bout cha I just wanna know
And it's up to me to give it to you till you just can't get enough
Uh, keep a secret, oh mama can you keep a secret
But tell me can you keep a secret, ooh ma how you be, ooh ma how you be

When she steps in the buildin', everybody is glad that she's around
'Cuz she's a supermodel
Ooh shawty, you lookin' so good, finest thing in the town
She's a supamodel, Jazze Phizzel and Ginuwine, ah

Ooh ma how you be, boo boo it's somethin' 'bout cha I just wanna know
And it's up to me to give it to you till you just can't get enough
Uh, keep a secret, oh mama can you keep a secret
But tell me can you keep a secret, ooh ma how you be, ooh ma how you be

She's a supamodel, oh, ladies and gentlemen, oh
It's the same ol' G, the same ol Pheezay, ay
And it ain't really hard, make it look so easy, so easy
You gotta put on ya velvet blazers fa dis, let's do velvet on this man
That's beautiful, what is that velvet? Oh, ha, oh, ay
Grown folks to da front, oh, she's a supamodel when she's around
'Round and 'round