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Quit Your Yappin
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Quit Your Yappin was released on January 12, 2010 by EastSide Productions as a part of the album The Essential Collection
January 12, 2010
LabelEastSide Productions
LanguageEnglish
BPM76
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

What was that? What was that?
Shut your yap, shut your yap, shut your yap
The most talked about rapper in the city of Utica
I didn't make it this way, that's what people will do to ya
I hear outrageous rumors like someone's gon' shoot ya
I brush it off, walk on like nothing happened, maybe I knew ya
I don't try to act hard, I don't try to act tough
But when this microphone is on, things about to get rough
Put your dukes up, throw 'em up, yeah, that's enough
I'm just an average everyday man tryna get off a nut
So shorty, what's going on? Can I get some punan?
She looked at me and said, "You're B-Cide, oh yeah, let's get it on"
Up and down she went, loved every minute of it
Blabbed the whole thing to her friends like a fucking idiot
You don't know me (Just quit your yapping)
You ain't my homie (Just quit your yapping)
You're tryna bone me (Just quit your yapping)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, just quit your yapping
You don't know me (Just quit your yapping)
You ain't my homie (Just quit your yapping)
You're tryna bone me (Just quit your yapping)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, just quit your yapping
An outside source said I was in The Source
And if I was, I'd crinkle it up 'cause Murder Dog I endorse
I'll take the front page, do you like me now?
And then I get a million questions like who, what, where, and how
It was my manager, a photoshoot Vallejo, California
I don't know I wish it happened, but now I'll just warn ya
I heard online my virginity was lost
The girl was sixteen and ugly and her salad I tossed
Now how the fuck do these people even make up this shit?
It's ridiculous, suck a tit, chew on a dick
I don't let it get to me like the shit gets to them
'Cause if I did, I'd spread rumors like a fucking faggot fem
Instead I continue on the grind every night
I still say image is nothing, so honey, hand me a Sprite
And I got love for these people, I got love for these people
But still I'm a threat, so I'll never be equal
You don't know me (Just quit your yapping)
You ain't my homie (Just quit your yapping)
You're tryna bone me (Just quit your yapping)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, just quit your yapping
You don't know me (Just quit your yapping)
You ain't my homie (Just quit your yapping)
You're tryna bone me (Just quit your yapping)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, just quit your yapping
Written by: R. Cardillo II

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