Mouthful

I’m in this bitch like a shut down freeway,
Throw a BSB in the crowd, watch them shut down E-Bay
But I ain’t used to it, I’m used to playing music,
And people went out in summer look at me like I was stupid.
‘cause I quit sucking bank on my stupid,
Now they change the tune, matter of fact, they got it tunned.
In reverse is the sack, is the royalty of royalty,
So you like this, taking my pair, is my fifth pair, yeah, I’ve got 5 feet, bitch,
You ain’t need one like me, you need a hot chick.

Oops, did I say ‘bitch’ too much?
Back in highschool I think I missed too much
All these rappers tabu, talking about they lie you,
Caught my name on your arm, bitch, fuck the tattoo
I get a sweet tooth just thinking about the way
I’m gonna beat you beat you in the right way
Send you back at the lunch break.
Like damn home, she can’t walk straight, it’s okay, she on my time,
I ain’t lying, trust me, she ain’t crying that’s false.

Ain’t nobody ever told you don’t talk with your mouth full?
Ain’t nobody ever told you don’t talk with your mouth full?

I’m in this bitch like a shut down freeway,
What you say? Wait, hold up, I’m in these bitches like a three way.
Life’s a movie, every single week, then
No cameras, just a screen play.
Smoke an ounce, smoke a pound, smoke a whole harvest to the ground.
I’ve been up and I’ve been down
And made your girlfriend go another round.
I keep a low pro, but if you must know
I got a nine eleven in that shit fucking door.
Sport cars take shifts to hard
Bitch boy, party starts out, trying to get it on.
On my sermon, I ain’t got a million,
Sell coke, but I ain’t even chilling.
Same bus and I ain’t even pay the fare yet
Bitch, I ain’t even told them to turn on my snare yet,
Snare yet, snare yet, turn on my snare yet.

Ain’t nobody ever told you don’t talk with your mouth full?
Ain’t nobody ever told you don’t talk with your mouth full?
Ain’t nobody ever told you don’t talk with your mouth full?