lyrics
Quit runnin’ out yo mouth
Talking CHICKA CHICKA
Talking how you number one
How you jesus’ only son
Talking trash give me a rash
From your stinky stinky breath
You ain’t flossin’ those whites
Gingivitis in yo bite
Teeth all pointy and brown
Poopy color in yo frown
Poopy color in yo hair
Poopy in yo underwear
Wa-walkin like a duck
Yeah all pigeon toed and such
Head all bobbin’ round and round
Lips all loose all makin’ sounds like <TURKEY SOUND>
Like <TURKEY SOUND>
CHORUS:
From yo turkey flap. Shut yo turkey flap.
Shut yo turkey flap. Shut yo (tra la la la laaa la)
Goin bl bl bl bla
And a tra la la la la
And a kumba yumba yipy yipy yipy yipy yaa
mouthin every kinda sound
as your tongue spins round and round,
talkin’ how you all profound
spittin’ bullshit by the pound,
Spittin’ out all kinda junk
Lips all full of stomach funk
Chicken bones oranges and pears
Hangin’ from yo lip hairs
Sayin’ you do this or that
Shakin’ up yo chin fat
Glasses foggin’ up with breath
Talking all our ears deaf
CHORUS
Yo’ make me irate with the speeches that you’re preechin’,
you don’t reach me with you’re teaches,
Cheeks so fat they look like peaches,
Lips all puffy like they’re leeches,
Teeth in needin' of some bleachin',
Eyebrows lookin’ like they creatures,
My brain strained cuz you skreechin’
Blabberin and a jabberin
bout all the shit you dabble in,
I ain’t about unravelin’
You’re babblin’ and drabblin,
And if I had a javelin,
I would stick it your fatty chin,
And then I’d find yo next of kin
And stick that javelin up in their turkey flap.
CHORUS
credits
from
LIVE! at Radio Študent Afterparty,
released January 29, 2014
Music, Lyrics, Production - MC Kopy Kat
Recorded LIVE at Radio Študent, Ljubljana, January 28th 2014
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