You catch me beatin’ up your chops?
I ought to turn you over to the cops
But dig this spiel I’m going to lay on you, gate
Don’t cop your broom, park the body and wait
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
You tell everybody I’m busted
You talk so much you got me disgusted
But you run your mouth and I’ll run my business
Brother
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
You start in tellin’ me you’re my pal
And end up tellin’ me how to handle my gal
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
You run your juicy mouth and I’ll run my business
Brother
Just run your juicy mouth and I’ll run my business
Brother
You always tellin’ me what to do
Sayin’, I wouldn’t do that if I was you!
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
Just clap your liver lips and I’ll run my business
Brother
Clap your liver lips and I’ll run my business, brother
If I’d followed your advice on how to make dough
I’d been in the jailhouse long ago
You run your mouth and I’ll run my business, brother
Do you dig me, jack?
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