The Best Kept Secret Lyrics - Singles - Prezidential Candidates

[Verse 1: Nasty Boi] 

Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out 

It's hard to yell when the blunt stays in your mouth 

Blow mad reefer, call me Caesar 

Fuck yo chick, now who's the cheater? 

Carrying Glock .40s every time I go out 

Take it out, all these pussies start to run and shout 

'Bout to be a blowout, get the hell out of here 

Bitches who want to stay, sit around and cheer 

Poppin' bottles left and right, feelin' like a stunner 

Look at the new charts, please call me a winner 

Now hands up! 

(Pause) 

And they stay there! 

Yeah we all staying here, the real winners 

Girl's got a nice body, might wanna feel her 

Holla at me baby, I'm out in Boston 

I feel Jamaican with all the weed I be smoking 

It's the best kept secret, the shit I be hittin' 

Blunt after blunt and I ain't quittin' [x2] 

[Verse 2: Prez] 

We the best kept secret like Mr. Krab's recipe 

We a secret like how your girl instant messages me 

Think we playing? You can get kicked out of the game 

The same dames we met at the bar be calling our names 

We the realest out like hi-definition 3-D 

Guns in my hands go off, bullets hittin' you through the screens 

The location of your body is the best kept secret 

I got my feet wet, handcuffs with no key set 

Body float up in Key West 

You don't wanna piss me off, like a bee's nest 

Fucked your girl, now I know Victoria's secret 

I got firsthand proof, yeah she got them D breasts 

And you real nervous, like waiting in line for results to an HIV test 

And you get, too stressed, your girl's wet 

Like fishing nets in the ocean, she's soakin' 

Where's Heath Ledger? Nobody jokin' 

(Pause) 

Your girl's wet like fishing nets in the ocean, she's soakin'