Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Closed Mouths, artist - Trey Songz. Album song 11, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 27.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Closed Mouths |
| And it ain’t no game, but your nigga can not play |
| Nigga never ever, ever say your name, your secret’s safe with me |
| Uh huh yeah, love the way that you ride it |
| Uh huh yeah, made you my bitch |
| You was playing for that other nigga |
| I got you switching sides quick |
| Yeah, switch it, switch it to the side quick |
| Let me hit it like this |
| Got a put your leg up, eat it till you fed up |
| Premium the snapshot, show it for the extra |
| Let me lay you back, put that, put that on the stretcher |
| Blowing bands on you |
| Just like horns do at halftime (Pa-rum-pum-pum) |
| Now I don’t give a fuck about your old nigga, or your new nigga |
| That’s mine (All mine) |
| And don’t nobody got to know |
| But your friend that came last time |
| We came again and again and again last time |
| So say what you want, don’t be scared (Don't be scared) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Yeah) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Yeah) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Yeah) |
| Clothes off on this bed (This bed) |
| Showoff yeah, hell yeah, how I want it |
| Toes pointed, back arched, legs spread |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| How I want it, toes pointed, back arched, legs spread |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed |
| If you want it, say you want it (I know you want it) |
| We ain’t got nothing but time (I got the time) |
| Say the word and I’ll be on it (woo woo) |
| Tell me what you got in mind (Let's gonna talk) |
| Damn you fine shit, shine like candle light shit |
| Like a candle light, can’t deny, you on my dick |
| Want you, hold yo leg up, flip it, I call heads up |
| Put that booty face down |
| Buzz it like some grams down |
| Think I get your face now |
| Love the way you taste now |
| I won’t let a motherfucking trip go to waste now |
| I’ma make you motherucking drip from the waist down |
| Eat it like some takeout, better make you break down |
| Blowing bands on you |
| Just like horns do at halftime (Pa-rum-pum-pum) |
| Now I don’t give a fuck about your old nigga, or your new nigga |
| That’s mine (All mine) |
| And don’t nobody got to know |
| But your friend that came last time |
| We came again and again and again last time |
| So say what you want, don’t be scared (Don't be scared) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Clothes off on this bed (This bed) |
| Showoff yeah, hell yeah, how I want it |
| Toes pointed, back arched, legs spread |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed (Don't get fed) |
| How I want it, toes pointed, back arched, legs spread |
| Closed mouths don’t get fed |