"Yung Spoady"

"Yung Spoady"

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Rap - Dirty South | Miami, Florida, United States
Total Song Plays: 618   
Member Since: 2006
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Plays:

50

Lyrics

JEWELRY IN MY MOUTH
LYRICS


HOOK: Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Let em see it, show ya grill
Let em see it, show ya grill

VERSE 1
Its ya boy spoady woe, I know they love me so
When I spit it shit I make em catch the holy ghost
I?m from the bottom where niggas rock gold grills and dread locks
Come half stepping mess around and get a head shot
As you can see Im next up, A young pimp I make the hoes ten hut
A swagga like my brother, I find a way to paddle through the quick sand
Young D-boy I?m ya neighborhood rent man
Paul Wall come holla at ya boy man
And hook me up wit a grill full of diamonds
I spend at least 8g?s shit
I need a smile that?s brighter than the sun when I say cheese
And that?s tradition, money cars bitches
And never leave evidence make sure you clean the dishes
Make sure you watch for snitches that?s the rules of the game
South goones like Asians, we all look the same

HOOK: Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Let em see it, show ya grill
Let em see it, show ya grill
(Repeat)

VERSE 2
I got the paparazzi watchin, they wanna know my name
I smile for the camera and let em see the bling
And as for the ring to heavy for the finger
And as for my chain it look like a anchor
See the jewelry in my mouth represent I'm from the south
CEO of the streets get em in ship em out
I do it for the goones in the trap wit the tools in they lap
Wit the shoes on the lack turning packs into stacks
Wow I know you like my style
Since I'm a big dog I know you like my growl
But no disrespect dog I know I don?t know ya
But if you ever catch me at the light best believe I?m a show ya

HOOK: Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Let em see it, show ya grill
Let em see it, show ya grill
(Repeat)

VERSE 3
From Georgia peaches to Florida ponds and molasses
Flippin it like gymnastics nigga I make classics
Keep up wit the fashions go into my stashes
And watch they jock from the dope boy magic
A passion for the game a leader in the streets
The ace of the south and a beast in the sheets
Look I?m never slippin boy I got on cleats
The lime light keep following me it?s so basic
You see the money chase it you see a chance take it
Ya time never waste it and make them niggas hate it
I do what I does and I ball all day
If I smile at his ass I?ll blind em like ray

HOOK: Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth
Let em see it, show ya grill
Let em see it, show ya grill
(Repeat)

Got a whole lot a jewelry in my mouth, in my mouth.....

Song Length
4:14
Genres
Rap - Dirty South, Rap - Hip Hop
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal

Subject Matter
Money, Stardom


Lyric Credits Paul Facyson aka Yung Spoady
Music Credits Dinavon Bythwood AKA X1 and Valentino Moore AKA Tino
Producer Credits Dinavon Bythwood and Valentino Moore
Publisher Credits NuSouth Hitmasters
Performance Credits Paul Facyson AKA Yung Spoady
Label Credits NuSouth Hitmasters Entertainment