Secret Down In SOHO

She my little secret
That's the only way to keep it
Take it or leave it here
I can't afford the weakness

She my little Secret Down In SOHO
She stay on the low-low
The only thing excite her is some sushi or some froyo
Sake on a mantle
Herbs growing in the window
Every time she let her hair breathe
It get confidential

I met her at the bistro
Down in Hyde Park
She did summers up at UT
She street savvy, hella smart

I was on the come up, and she was on the commas
We started talking numbers, and she gave me her number
She paid for the drinks, we linked at the casino
So I rolled the dice, and we became partners

Ace of spades, she know how to play her cards
She from right here in the bay, but you swear she exotic
And when the sun go down, she let her soul glow
But there's an attitude about her case you ain't know

Her methods are efficient, somehow she built different
Yeah, she the new edition
She into physics, she don't mind getting physical
Yeah, she about that action

Before we had a social, we would rendezvous with Jackson's
Remember down by The Riverwalk
The magic we can make is nothing short of something excellent
There's only one thing that makes sense

I saw her spidey senses it's tinglin
Imagine your whole life reinvented
Just fill the bottle, and where it stops we could go
I heard they stay low-key at The Grove
And downtown got a different type of nightlife fasho

But she my little Secret Down In Soho
Yeah, she stay on the low-low
The only thing entice her is her love for the Soul Rolls

She stay in her books even though she got the look
Swear she fine as a mutha and she learning how to cook
Artsy kinda Queen, but she still pop an edible
And sip a little lean and her sex is incredible

She like the fast cars, I like to take a flight
She wants a Basquiat, I want her for the night
Threw me the signal sayin' meet her outside
Bent the corner on Howard she was leanin' on my ride

I threw her the keys, now we cruisin' down the avenue
The way she parlayed the whip, deja vu
But there's no hearts on her sleeves, no
Her soul is in her tattoos

So you gotta crack the code if you wanna know her whereabouts
She stay off the grid, tucked away in a safe house
It's sorta sublime and she livin' lavishly
Picture chillin' under palm trees, sexy in a sundress
Skin tight, PJs, exotic rum on deck
I know it sound like a scandal, but it's worth the gamble

Cause she my little Secret Down In SOHO
Yeah, she stay on the low-low
Sake on the mantle, herbs growin' in the window, yeah yeah
Cause she my little Secret Down In SOHO
And we keep it on the low-low
Sake on the mantle, herbs growin' in the window
Every time she let her hair breathe, it get confidential