Fat Joe I Won`t Tell Lyrics

I Won`t Tell Lyrics

Baby, you could keep a secret

Calca, kills mania, hey, ey, ah, ah



Fresh off the runway, pair white Nikes

Phantom top drop on that I 95

Pink see us sucka'z who but I?

I'm on my way to party a crew NY



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

And mami's lookin' like America's top model

She said, "Ya earring, look at that thing

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



Now she got a man, plays for the Hawks

I'm like, "Come on ma, you know me run New York"

J'z in the background, put you to bed

Says he's got brains, so I'm lookin' a head



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

Shit 17-5 'bout to holla at G'z

I'm a real nigga, real niggas do real things

And I can keep a secret, it's the song that I sing



Baby I won't tell, if you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'd do anything for you, girl anything

Baby I won't tell, I'd never do that to you

'Cause baby, you got it and you got me

I got a thing for you



A material girl in a material world

Venus, Serena, my cereal girls

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 the door's 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



When the chows for chows out know it's the same thing

Bills so high, they throwin' the champagne

I'm a real nigga, real niggas do real things

And I can keep a secret, it's the song that I sing



Baby I won't tell, if you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'd do anything for you, girl anything

Baby I won't tell, I'd never do that to you

'Cause baby, you got it and you got me

I got a thing for you



Millionaire frames, Perrier rocks

Everyday a different chain, nigga get ya gear up

Name another fat guy fly like me

And get you right laid pipe all night like me



Call you fruity pebbles

'Cause you got so many spy bags

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

Hermes shit where ever you lay your eyes at

Red card, black card, I could buy that



Louis Vuitton, I'm truly the don

Christian, Lou Vuitton the blue is charm

I'm a real nigga, real niggas do real things

And I can keep a secret, it's the song that I sing



Baby I won't tell, if you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'd do anything for you, girl anything

Baby I won't tell, I'd never do that to you

'Cause baby, you got it and you got me

I got a thing for you



Baby I won't tell, if you don't want me to

'Cause I got a thing for you

I'd do anything for you, girl anything

Baby I won't tell, I'd never do that to you

'Cause baby, you got it and you got me

I got a thing for you



Yeah, see I won't tell, I won't tell

No, no, no, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah