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• Artiste: Ne-Yo
• Titre: 2 Million Secrets
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Remo the Hitmaker Ugh It's a confessional, uh-huh Have you ever, ever got caught? Talkin' blood red-handed Damn, I ain't as smooth as I thought (Type shit) Talkin' each and every single lie Everyone that you told Played out on the phone that she found in your bag And a couple of graphic videos (Oh, no) She saw it all She saw things she can't unsee No way that I could deny that it was me, it was me So now I'm Drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got еvery reason to hate mе 'Cause I played with her heart She got every reason to hate me And it's tearin' me apart 'Cause she got every reason, ayy So now I'm Drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me She got every reason to hate me I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah But how you gon' act Like I wasn't someone you could run to? Mmm (Someone you could run to) All you had to do was tell me what you wanted You know I was gon' come through Like I'm suppposed to Never held you to your duties as a wife Let you do what you want to (You want to) 'Cause I had a couple in the background Down to give me what I couldn't get from you That ain't an excuse, I made a promise And then I hurt you I'm really sorry to be honest for once I know this is difficult to work through And that's why I'm drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets And she got every reason to hate me 'Cause I played with her heart She got every reason to hate me And it's tearin' me apart She got every reason, ayy So now I'm drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah