Felt - Name In Ya Mouth Lyrics
Song Lyrics "Name In Ya Mouth" by Felt
Somebody said that
Money is the root of all evil yeah I guess it is
That’s why I came to the party dressed like an exorcist
And we can get down get off the furniture
I don’t belive in you ’cause I don’t see ya curvature
I’m not perfect but I got purpose
Hold up ya drink like you don’t know what thirst is
F what you heard we just fire like a furnace is
Name in ya mouth like it’s permanent on surfaces
Dyno-might you felt euphoria
Time took flight but I’m walkin’ like a warrior
Even when I’m gone I’mma drug on these beats
S**t I might as well draw a slug on ya teeth
Brief introduction invite you to the function
Come up in this house you better not touch nothin
I’m slow dancing with my chick
Tell the DJ to play remember to forget
Two stepping to my own jam
Now I’m drinking beer on my porch I’m a grown man
Hella hungry like the days I had no fans
Bout to hit that taco bell up offa rosecrans
Ain’t no food trucks in my hood
Ain’t no hipsters where I stay in inglewood
Still in these streets just so that it’s understood
Felt for the people ’cause you knew that we would
Lock it down then I’m breakin’ on out
It ain’t a party ’til you makin’ em shout
You never tell ’em what the game is about
You just try to put ya name in they mouth
Lock it down then I’m breakin’ on out
It ain’t a party ’til you makin’ em shout
You never tell ’em what the game is about
You just try to put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
You just, you just wanna
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
You just ,you just wanna
Put ya name in they mouth
Why you talking all loud for
You the type that like to gossip til your mouth sore
TMZ meets TMJ I’m from the l dot a and homie we don’t play
Playin oldies on a sunday on my art laboe
Then José text me time to start the show
I’m backstage off that Jameson as usual
Another show sold out it’s so beautiful
Real heads real rap real s**t
The radio still don’t feel this
They only f**k with the famous and rich
I just came to put my name on your lips
Its almost time for the rooster feelin’ like an alien
Tryna get used to drivin’ a minivan
I’ve arrived from the future the s**t was accurate
I’m still on the Southside of Minneapolis
Mind tricks the body body thinks the minds crazy
I’m guessin’ that my wife prolly wants another baby
Sometimes I feel like life got me gridlocked
Like 2Pac mixed with Tim Roth let me live ma
How you doin’ everybody hope ya livin’ swell
Or at the least you got ya people out the pits of hell
Carve my name into the wall inside that wishin’ well
And when it touched you in the guts this was that s**t you felt
Lock it down then I’m breakin’ on out
It ain’t a party ’til you makin’ em shout
You neνer tell ’em what the game is about
You just try to put ya name in they mouth
Lock it down then I’m breakin’ on out
It ain’t a party ’til you makin’ em shout
You never tell ’em what the game is about
You just try to put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
You just, you just wanna
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
Put ya name in they mouth
You just ,you just wanna
Put ya name in they mouth
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