Lyrics T.I. – Loud Mouth

Verse 1: T.I.
Hey, big bank, lotta guap, (yeah)
They bout a dolla? I ain’t tryin’ to holla
’96 Impala buckets under that

Verse 2: 2 Chainz
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be gettin’ head like a Kango
Got your girl sellin’ 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

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 lookin’ all mint
No joystickin’ nothin’ over here dog
So ain’t no playin’ me at all, let’s be clear dog
I’m raw as ever, flaw is never ?
Just as blind ?
tough as leather ?
eatin’ 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 ridin’ I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth