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Frowsey, Pt2 Lyrics - Ghetto Supastar - Pras

(Pras) 

Yeah, uh, yo it's the one that be wit you, that be the true spot 

Tellin po-po I carry gun on my side 

Pullin me other with my shorties in my ride 

But my man in the joint got connects from this side 

Lawyer bring a hundred times as well as twenty-five 

These the type of cats that celebrated few words or die 

Smile in your face; tell your kind of lies 

Wanna come and be wit you just for an alibi 

I'm meant to eat wit you, sleep wit you 

Get a couple of shorties, and come freak wit you 

Set you up to gear right, then go and beef wit you 

If they couldn't sell your story on a pay-per view 

Want me the copper please, who I put... felony 

Snitch all my homies so they set me free 

And fore I'll be a rat I rot in the whole fam 

Refugees in the game never give up the man 

 

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(Chorus: Pras) 

It's the one that be wit you, creep and eat wit you 

Actin powsey, powsey but they (frowsey) 

It's the one that come around givin you all the pound 

Being loud and rowdy but they... (Stop actin) frowsey 

(You think you fresh but you) frowsey 

(Your own Mom think you) frowsey 

(Uh) uh (uh)... frowsey 

 

(Pras) 

I'm callin everybody name in this here rap game 

Frontin ass cats tryin to be around the fame 

You know who the f you are, the ones with no shame 

Always complain, while somethin, never to blame 

Foxy individuals, them cruddy ass criminals 

Come around and try to f... around with my decimals 

I got a big burette that gets no better 

If you want some trouble then look no further 

If I'm poor I'll make a vocal, Meguan murder 

So God so help me please control my temper 

Fleas must please, say the word true indeed 

With friends like these yeah, you don't need enemies 

Informers wanna loose, take your notes 

Before you see me drove I'll let the gun smoke 

Love to sit back and watch them get blast 

Ingrave my name on they ass, Dirty Cash 

 

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(Chorus: Pras) 

It's the one that be wit you, creep and eat wit you 

Actin powsey, powsey but they (so) 

It's the one that come around givin you all the pound 

Being loud and rowdy but they... (Stop actin) frowsey 

(You think you fresh but you) frowsey 

(Your own Mom think you) frowsey 

(Uh) uh (uh) uh... 

 

(Interlude) 

Keep it movin (frowsey) 

Yo that sounds some cheap frowsey to me man 

How can... how can you bleepin deal with me like that man? 

Yo, just actin so frowsey (stop it) 

Why you doin this to me man? 

 

(*Man speaking over Pras*) 

 

(Pras) 

It's the one that be wit you, creep and eat wit you 

Actin powsey, powsey but they (frowsey) 

It's the one... (Give you the money you want) 

Stop it (are you scared of frowsey?) why you doin that? (Stop it) 

 

(Yo stop actin) frowsey 

(You think you fresh but you) frowsey 

(Your own Mom think you) frowsey 

Uh (uh) 

 

(Pras) 

Yo, yo, yo keep it movin 

It's the one that be wit you, creep and eat wit you 

Actin powsey, powsey but they (frowsey) 

It's the one that come around givin you all the pound 

Getting loud and rowdy but they... (Stop actin) frowsey 

(You think you fresh but you) frowsey 

(Your own Mom think you) frowsey 

(Uh, uh) keep it movin, keep it movin 

It's the one that be wit you, creep and eat wit you 

Actin powsey, powsey but they (frowsey) 

It's the one that come around givin you all the pound 

Getting loud and rowdy but they... (Stop actin) frowsey 

(You think you fresh but you) frowsey 

(Your own Mom think you) frowsey 

(Uh) uh (uh) come on, keep it movin 

Frowsey, frowsey, frowsey, frowsey, frowsey, frowsey, frowsey 

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