Shut Ya Mouth, b*tch lyrics

by

Project Pat


[Chorus: Project Pat]
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
'Cause you know it's going down in the south, b*tch

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
n*gga down here on and you suckas mane
But don't get crazy cuz you knows we keep the auto-mag
You pushing daisy's never the false sh*t I spit the facts
'Cause dog, I'm knowing I pull on ya b*tch I'm riding fat
That ho is going we the trillest of the trilly trill
You suckas muggin staying down about a milly mil
This ghetto thuggin' got me paid, cowards running lipers
They say I'm flossin' ho my name tasting like some sh*ter
Went in your jaw and throw these bullets straight at'cha grill
Commits to walking from the scenery I keeps it real
I do no talking just stupidity I let ya squeal
You get the squaking up in yo yard with the wood dog
38 barking see yo tounges and the root of evil
That's in the bible dig and dirt there should be no sequel
Thats to your title rumors leakin' out like a faucet
Stank like a burger with some onions or some hot gossip for that I murda
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
'Cause you know it's going down in the south, b*tch

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
See I'm the king of the M, slash CEO of Memphis
Riding hundred thousand dollar cars and feeling so damn pimpish
I'm the reason why you boys went back to your old style
I'mma hit you were it hurt, 'cause DJ Paul so damn wild
I know a bullsh*t n*gga that should of been born dead
Fake as a superman movie, I put some led in his head
Bogus as counterfeit money, my police n*gga did hunta
Dropping dimes is his hobby, now I want his ho I hit

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I used to ride with the illest straight killa n*ggas D-boys
Rape his fellas but I seen the bigga picture
Like if ya on ya last bag sprinkle little bit of weed
In a blunt, 'cause a n*gga had to stretch the figgas money
Don't grow on trees so we had to stack the cheese
n*ggas out here phonie have ya spooked to slang the keys
Mane I'm like a dinner thief asking n*ggas pass the piece
Cowards out here hating on me, check the hook this ain't a please faggot
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
'Cause you know it's going down in the south, b*tch

[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]
What's the business, what's the business
When ya see C.B it big business
I don't wanna here no muthaf*ckin shiznet
Just get over there and get the sh*t b*tch
n*ggas clapping and clapping, n*ggas jamming you up
I'mma let off some shots and scream in gats we trust
Ain't no f*cking with me ain't no f*cking with us
And if ya f*cking with us we put ya body in dust

[Verse 5: Frayser Boy]
I got my Glock in my hand, I got my hand on my Glock
So if a n*gga get wrong mane then a n*gga get popped
'Cause mane I bet you gone drop, dogg when I close down your shop
So when you out in the public best hang around you a cop
So you can have you some protection, 'cause mane the sh*t get so hectic
And when I come in yo present n*gga you better respect it
Frayser Boy, I unload on one of you b*tches though
No understanding when you try to play me like a little ho, fasho
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
Before a n*gga hit yo ass in the mouth, b*tch
Shut ya mouth, b*tch, shut ya mouth, b*tch
'Cause you know it's going down in the south, b*tch
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