Текст песни N-Tyce f Method Man - Hush Hush Tip
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[N-Tyce]When it comes to a secret, maybe, if you downI got a man, yet I`m known to sneak aroundHuh, I just can`t help but mingleIf a cutie steps up, a think the fuck and say I`m singleI`m down wit runnin` games, I know it`s a shameBut when I kiss, I never give `em my real nameI`m not a hooker, but I`m the good lookerKnown to flirt, lookin` good in a tight skirtNow I`m back to my man, and help these beginAnd know how I`m sorta messin` wit his best friendWe were first introduced at a partyOkay, I admit that I was naughty lookin` at his bodyPrime example of a typical chipmunkMy booties kinda thick so you know I`m pullin` niggas quickLook but don`t touch, no need to rushWe can get together if you kept it on the hush hush[Chorus: N-Tyce (Method Man)]I won`t tell if you won`t tellNowadays you gotta keep it on the hush hush tip(I won`t tell if you won`t tellNowadays you gotta keep it on the hush hush)[N-Tyce]If he doesn`t know, how can it hurt?My mans should of known from the jump, that I`m a chick, no nut workWhy do you think I got the name N-Tyce?Why do you think all the fellas be lookin` twice?I am what I am and that`s a fly chickPeople compare me to Rick because I`m so "slick"Now check it out, I was coolin` wit my girlfriendsWalkin` by mad guys, gettin` more whistles than a whirlwindYeah, that`s what we was hearin`Walk a little closer, baby, as we were starin`At this one and that one, I spotted this fly kidIt was my mans best friend starin` weak in his eye lidYo, I must admit that I was shockedI mean, my man`s best friend sneakin` up on my jock?Could I get caught? I think my chances were slimI mean, yo, what`s my man got to do with him? Heh[Chorus][instrumental break][N-Tyce]No rings on my finger, so I`m cheatin`Coolin` wit my man`s best friend, now, trickA freak can do wit a thought, that ya best friend would sneakBehind ya back, every week wit ya girl in his sackI`m not dumb, I knew that was the plan of my manTo test me, to see if I would kick it wit his friendBut, um, I`m a tough act to followWhen it comes to runnin` games, call me ChicagoMatter fact, there ain`t a brother that can hangDidn`t, now ya know, that N-Tyce is my nameYou try to play me like a GenesisNow it`s time for me to step off, I gotta put an end to thisI can have my cake and eat it tooBut, you both get the boot, huh, lookin` for someone newYou got played, now you want me to keep it on the hush hush?Another bites the dust[Chorus][Outro: Method Man (N-Tyce)]Shh, Method dog, we out, Tical(Sneakin` behind his back, sneakin` behind his back, uhSneakin` behind his back, sneakin` behind his back)