paroles de chanson Closed Mouths - Trey Songz

And it ain't no game
But your nigga came to play uh huh yeah
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
Uh huh yeah 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 hold your leg up, eat it 'till you fed up
Premium the snap, show that
Show that 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)
Na huh 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
(Listen I wanna 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 now
Think I give your face now
Love the way you taste now
I won't let a mother fucking
Drip go to waste now
I'ma make you mother fucking
Drip from the waist down
Eat it like some takeout
Better make you break down
Song like this throw the
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 (On 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