The Truth

The [bad word] is that your girl really loves me
 Nails scratchin all on my back when she hugs me
I would let you know but it would get ugly
 Jealousy burnin in your eyes when she touch me
Tells me her secrets, begs me to keep em
 Calls when your leavin askin me to creep in
 You would not believe it I really dont either
 She knows that we brothers why she [bad word] between us
 Ohh, I think you should know the [bad word] ..
The [bad word] is that I wish it never happened
 Wish I could rewind wish that I could take it back and
Red lipstick places you can not imagine
 Cellphone buzzin on the dresser she ain't answere
 Know it was a mistake we just couldn't think strait
 Left the club mad late pulled in the valet
 She was at the bar sippin with her homegirls
 And when she winked at me I forgot that it was your girl
 Ohh, I think you should know the [bad word] .
 The [bad word] is that I don't know how to say this
 The [bad word] is that I know this is gunna sound crazy
Kept it from you so long now I can't take it
 So I understand as a man if you hate me
 You see we got a problem yea a little problem
See when I hooked up with your girl we never bothered
 To reach for protection we made an exception
 So we made love no glove in the westin
So the mornin after got the mornin after
 Before she took the first pill Told me how she really feel
 She wanna have my babies he think im the one
The boy that you think is yours may not be your son
 Ohh, I think you should know (im sorry) the [bad word] .