Shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth Shut ya mouth, shut ya, shut ya mouth bitch Shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth Shut ya mouth, shut ya, shut ya mouth bitch Shut
we lookin' for a hoe One that'll suck dick, one that'll go Coward ass niggas get wrong and we blast Neva knowin' who always wear a mask Talkin' that smack
Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast Don't let them niggas pump your
That drank, that drank That drank will make ya think, sizzerp That drank, that drank That drank will make ya think, sizzerp That drank, that drank That
ain't gotta lie to kick it actin' like you down dawg Always lookin' lite trying to wear a murder frown dawg Don't you get smacked and be gettin' off
Smokin' out like chief, wahoo, hoo Chase it down with the liquor and brew, brew Pass it 'round, that's the way we do, do Somebody get this dope 'cause
Hoe, I know you got this loot fuck around make me shoot up I'm like I'm a rocket, yea, I knock it when I hit them boots Make that pussy wetter then runnin
Make dat ass clap make it snap (talk to me now) Make dat ass smack when I slap (talk to me now) If you is the baddest booty the phatest Let me hear you
As a youngsta guns, ah, what I specialize in Me and my dawgs selling dope on a rising Rising to gives we together in this hood life Struggling together
late 'Cause I'm Smack dab in the middle of love Up to my ears in kisses and hugs I'm busy with my baby, yeah I'm covered up Smack
before I knew I fell hard with a loud commotion Smack dab in the middle of love with you Smack dab in the middle Smack dab in the middle Smack dab in
I have to follow my path/heart Life, it, it just seems right, now And when I had you I didn't always want you, baby I'd cry myself out But you survived
In the house walking around I found my way outside on the icy ground and up the street to my old school I thought of other places that might be cool cooler
Helplessly held by the weeds, we are grown, I tried talking sense to you, leave it alone; I give in to the weight of the kick, So weary of waiting and
and i will..... smack that all on the court smack that sail into floor smack that right out the door smack that ooooooooooooh smack that all on the court smack that sail into floor smack
me Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oh ooh Smack that, all on the floor Smack that
or you'll die What in God's name have you done? Stick your arm for some real fun So your sickness weighs a ton And God's name is smack for some
[Reggie And The Full Effect cover, sung by James Dewees] Girl, where's your head full of lead? Can't you see what you're doing to me? Wipe that disgrace