POTLUCK

POTLUCK - Shut The Fuck Up lyrics

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I was raised in Humboldt county so I had to buy my drugs

Zip your lips and throw away the key where I'm from

When I younger I kept secrets aways stayed quiet dog

When they started askin questions, I imitated silent bob

But you, you too loud, you never shut your fuckin mouth

Where I'm from, you blab your gums, you get your teeth knocked out

Or maybe get buried if you're lucky they might spare your life

Catch you in the street getting kimbo sliced

And this is really for bitches too you need to stop talkin

Just worry about your life, you like to gossip to often

Who is she blowin?, who did he fuck?

Just watch the notebook or oprah and keep your mouth shut, slut!

I know you're lonely always tryin to set a pit fall

Quickly spread rumors and drops dimes like you're chris paul

Here I have a message, hard to hear, I'll just text you

Next time you check your phone, it's a capital STFU

Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy

You need to mind your own business

Shut the fuck up!

It's the dirty revenue, they showin the bitch inside of you

You neep to stop snitchin on your crew

Shut the fuck up!

Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot

I'm gonna chop my ear off

Shut the fuck up!

Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin

Shut the fuck up!

Stop goin around town talkin bad on that girl

She wouldn't let you fuck now you're mad at the world

You try to buy love bet her roses and some pearls

She said you're hella ugly and make her wanna hurl

Even worse, wanna be players singin and yellin

Come and visit your dwellin and then they kissin and telling

Put your business in the streets say you quit and givin up

They're making it hard on us real players

Shut the fuck up!

You're talkin so much you make me light up this joint

Man, you're giving me a headache, quick, just get to the point

Never get the need swear I've heard this before

Can barely hear myself think, your jaw's gotta be sore

That's what she said, get it? All that blabin just quit it

You a know it all bastard, you never let me finish

Irritatin and I can't even take it plus

You're probably someone talkin right now

You know what? Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!

Over half my life has been illegal chasing after bread

I'm dope boy living hide the money in my bed

Operating around lethal, always watching what it said

If you speak on other people, you'll probably end up dead

We neighborhood heroes, Al Pacinos, and Deniros

Only two people that I trust named Cochran and Shapiro

Lived by the street hoe, our game is so composed

Hustle on the low and always keep my lips closed

Never trust a bitch, that's the first way to slip

I'm trying to stack a crepin, find a way about this ditch

Doin dirt, tryin to flip, gotta work to be rich

Never squeal, never pinch, never tell, never snitch

Half a goal of mine, born to the life of crime

The cops wanna talk and I turned into a mime

Put my middle finger up, bitch read between the lines

I ain't scared of doin time, I would never drop a dime

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