Frayser Boy

Frayser Boy - Closed Mouth lyrics

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H C P what I'm reppin mane 

If you ain't bout that better get the stepping mane 

H C P what I'm reppin mane 

If you ain't bout that betta get the stepping mane 

H C P what I'm reppin mane 

If you ain't bout that betta get the stepping mane 

H C P what I'm reppin mane 

If you ain't bout that betta get the stepping mane 



[Verse 1] 

Now I'm a tell you off top shit gone get a little drastic 

Frayser come around its a wrap like plastic 

Never punked out or pushed around like a basket 

Keep yo lips zipped or you'll be next wit yo ass kick 

Make it stick and move in and out like mash it 

Handle that get the check, hit the bank, cash it 

Niggas talking shit don't you get you ass blasted 

Fuckin wit the bay could be deadly like acid 

Laws come around them I'm poof like magic 

Gone in 60 seconds now I'm breathing like a addict 

Keep a tone close just in case I got some static 

Nigga in the north ended up kinda tragic 

Ridin home drunk in the car bout to crash it 

Them folks took my license now I'm parked like Jurassic 

Sittin [?] out so you know a nigga had it 

Pick her up hit the room bang got her matted 



[Chorus: x2] 

If you got a closed mouth then you don't get fed 

If you don't ask for chewin then you don't get head 

You a real gangsta nigga then you don't get scared 

Off you ass young nigga or you don't get bread 



I wake up to a blunt got to sleep a blunt 

Keep a tone in the car in the house is the pump 

Bitch niggas get stomped it's the pumpkin head month 

That got me looking for you like a Easter egg hunt 

Got no love for you chumps real niggas don't front 

Gotcha mug on me fellin Froggy then jump 

Don't end up in the trunk cause you heard a lotta funk 

Frayser boy bring the pain like [?] 

Need an entourage every fuckin where you go 

Cause you no when you alone you a flat foot 

Hoe pop pop da trunk hit the pump I'm headed on a fuckin mission 

Time to ride lets go hide devour all my competition 

Im bout to handle that im, bout to get the gat 

Broke down on you once nigga you remember 

That been drankin all night been smoking all day 

So when you when you so fuck up my nigga this is kinda [?] 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3] 

I been doin this since Moby dick was a gold fish ho 

Time a let her hold somthin bitch hold this 

In her hand is a fat dick she stuck like a magnet 

You already knew the answer hoe before you ask it 

Break a hoe to the flow use the pimp tactic 

Tricken all the time got you blind like a bat bitch 

Money getting slim so its time to black mask it 

I know this dumb nigga keep his do in the mattress 

Appreciate things acting like I never had shit 

Fetty getting short make the stretch like elastic 

Take a couple hits off the blunt then pass it 

Smoke so much green niggas call me Saint Patrick 

On the phone wit this hoe she say that she a bad bitch 

My nigga hooked me up I never seen her but I'm matted 

Pullin up I got her mind blown like a gasket 

A ten on the phone but when you see her she a fat bitch 



[Chorus]
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Language: English

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