Loud Mouth

(album: Fuck Da City Up - 2012)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hey, big bank, lotta guap, (yeah)
They bout a dolla? I ain't trying to holla
'96 Impala buckets under that
On automatic status, we ain't having none of that
Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane
Everybody fucking with my campaign
Get dough or get lost, shawty always
Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way
And I deliver long john son, I don't play
Popping out before the sun come, I don't stay
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm riding out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah)
I'm going in, finna spazz out
Aigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm riding out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be getting head like a Kango
Got your girl selling pussy to my tango
What, she so wet, think I'm gonna need a rain coat
On 285 doing 85!
Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize
Check the time, I better say mine bitches
Need a sign on my dick that say "Fine Bitches"
And you know I'm throwed like five pitchers
And you know I'm high like five Swishas
Jay's used to say "what up Slim? "
Cause they know I'm known to make that work cartwheel
Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still
Even if it's winter time, I'm riding in a drop still
You don't have an idea of the life that I live
Pockets so loud, got them bitches doing adlibs
I'm going in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm riding out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace deuce
Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús
Get it straight dude, I ain't with that nonsense
Bank rolls like a bad bitch looking all mint
No joysticking nothing over here dog
So ain't no playing me at all, let's be clear dog
I'm raw as ever, flaw is never [?]
Just as blind [?] tough as leather [?] eating better
Somebody better tell 'em
'Fore that tré four seven hit they cerebellum
Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk
That's why I'm riding I'm going in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm riding out, pockets on loud mouth