Quadree - Run They Mouth Lyrics

Let that choppa sing just like a song along
Walk inside this bitch by myself but i'm not alone
When i get in that mode i start to trippin this my theme song
Knocking at your door lil bitch i swear that it's not ding dong
Niggas love to talk, yea i swear they love to run they mouth
They think because im quiet that I don't know what im talking bout
Knock your shit loose like i just threw a lil bowling ball
If you need a favor then you know who the f*ck not to call.
Took your bitch down south

I'm not talkin' bout Florida
Talkin' bout she want this
Good thing that I can afford her
And I beat the pussy up

Nigga, Oscar De La Hoya
Talkin' bout she wanna go to Gucci
Took the bitch to Kroger
And it's big, bout to hear the engine

F*ck, I start the motor
Tell me she don't want me for my money
Tell me what's the motive
Let that bitch shoot

With my left hand, Lamar Odom
They be like, you be goin' places
Yeah, I tried to tell him
Eyes low, can't even see shit

I feel like Helen Keller
The money hoes clothes
Only thing that's in my cerebellum
I felt just like a handyman

We caught that nigga, have to nail him
Two hoes lined up
So you know I had to rail em
I'm walkin' side this bitch

I know it stink, I'm cookin' collard greens
Dorothy Danridge inside this bitch
And she got double D's
Push to start inside this motherf*cker

You can keep it key
Eyes low, high as f*ck
Nigga, I feel like Yao Ming
I feel like Yao Ming

I feel like Yao Ming
I feel like Yao Ming
You know what I mean
I feel like Yao Ming

I feel like Yao Ming
Ain't no fake team
You know what I mean
I thought the beat was over

But I guess it's not
I thought the beef was over
Throw him in the pot
She like, I like your eyes

And your style, thanks a lot
My nigga out the pit
He a pit, I'm a rott
I'm a ride

Skinny nigga
But I'm still flexin' like the rock
If the shoe fits

Wear it nigga and the sock
That choppa make a nigga dance
Make him milli rock
When I drop

You know what time it is
Don't look at the clock
Nah, nah