| Song | Shut The F*CK Up |
| Artist | Potluck |
| Album | Pipe Dreams |
| 作曲 : Abeyta, Kerri, Leiderman | |
| I was raised in Humboldt county so I had to bite my toung | |
| Zip your lips and throw away the key where I'm from | |
| When I younger I kept secrets aways stayed quiet dog | |
| When they started askin questions, I imitated silent bob | |
| But you, you too loud, you never shut your fuckin mouth | |
| Where I'm from, you blab your gums, you get your teeth knocked out | |
| Or maybe get buried if you're lucky they might spare your life | |
| Catch you in the street getting kimbo sliced | |
| And this is really for bitches too you need to stop talkin | |
| Just worry about your life, you like to gossip to often | |
| Who did she blowin?, who did he fuck? | |
| Just watch the notebook or oprah and keep your fuckin mouth shut, slut! | |
| I know you're lonely always tryin to set a pit fall | |
| Quick to spread rumors and drops dimes like you're Chris Paul | |
| Here I have a message, hard to hearin, I'll just text you | |
| Next time you check your phone, it's a capital STFU | |
| [Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton] | |
| Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| [One Ton:] | |
| Stop goin around town talkin bad on that girl | |
| She wouldn't let you fuck now you're mad at the world | |
| You try to buy love get her roses and some pearls | |
| She said you're hella ugly and make her wanna url | |
| Even worse, wanna be players singin and yellin | |
| Come and visit your dwellin and then they kissin and telling | |
| Put your business in the streets say you quit and givin up | |
| They're making it hard on us real players | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| [UnDeRaTeD:] | |
| You're talkin so much you make me light up this joint | |
| Man, you're giving me a headache, quick, just get to the point | |
| Never get the heed neither swear I've heard this before | |
| Can barely hear myself think, jaw's gotta be sore | |
| That's what she said, get it? All that blabin just quit it | |
| You a know it all bastard, you never let me finish | |
| Irritatin and I can't even take it plus | |
| You're probably someone talkin right now | |
| You know what? Shut the fuck up! | |
| [Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton] | |
| Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Shut the fuck up! [x7] [scribbled] | |
| [One Ton:] | |
| Over half my life has been illegal chasing after bread | |
| I'm dope boy living hide the money in my bed | |
| Operating around lethal, always watching what it said | |
| If you speak on other people, you'll probably end up dead | |
| We neighborhood heroes, Al Pacinos, and Deniros | |
| Only two people that I trust named Cochran and Shapiro | |
| Lived by the street hoe, our game is so composed | |
| Hustle on the low and always keep my lips closed | |
| Never trust a bitch, that's the first way to slip | |
| I'm trying to stack a crepin, find a way about this ditch | |
| Doin dirt, tryin to flip, gotta work to be rich | |
| Never squeal, never pinch, never tell, never snitch | |
| Half a goal of mine, born to the life of crime | |
| The cops wanna talk and I turned into a mime | |
| Put my middle finger up, bitch read between the lines | |
| I ain't scared of doin time, I would never drop a dime | |
| [Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton] | |
| Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! |
| zuò qǔ : Abeyta, Kerri, Leiderman | |
| I was raised in Humboldt county so I had to bite my toung | |
| Zip your lips and throw away the key where I' m from | |
| When I younger I kept secrets aways stayed quiet dog | |
| When they started askin questions, I imitated silent bob | |
| But you, you too loud, you never shut your fuckin mouth | |
| Where I' m from, you blab your gums, you get your teeth knocked out | |
| Or maybe get buried if you' re lucky they might spare your life | |
| Catch you in the street getting kimbo sliced | |
| And this is really for bitches too you need to stop talkin | |
| Just worry about your life, you like to gossip to often | |
| Who did she blowin?, who did he fuck? | |
| Just watch the notebook or oprah and keep your fuckin mouth shut, slut! | |
| I know you' re lonely always tryin to set a pit fall | |
| Quick to spread rumors and drops dimes like you' re Chris Paul | |
| Here I have a message, hard to hearin, I' ll just text you | |
| Next time you check your phone, it' s a capital STFU | |
| Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton | |
| Who cares who I' m kissin, you just mad cause you' re busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It' s the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin nonstop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| One Ton: | |
| Stop goin around town talkin bad on that girl | |
| She wouldn' t let you fuck now you' re mad at the world | |
| You try to buy love get her roses and some pearls | |
| She said you' re hella ugly and make her wanna url | |
| Even worse, wanna be players singin and yellin | |
| Come and visit your dwellin and then they kissin and telling | |
| Put your business in the streets say you quit and givin up | |
| They' re making it hard on us real players | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| UnDeRaTeD: | |
| You' re talkin so much you make me light up this joint | |
| Man, you' re giving me a headache, quick, just get to the point | |
| Never get the heed neither swear I' ve heard this before | |
| Can barely hear myself think, jaw' s gotta be sore | |
| That' s what she said, get it? All that blabin just quit it | |
| You a know it all bastard, you never let me finish | |
| Irritatin and I can' t even take it plus | |
| You' re probably someone talkin right now | |
| You know what? Shut the fuck up! | |
| Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton | |
| Who cares who I' m kissin, you just mad cause you' re busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It' s the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin nonstop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Shut the fuck up! x7 scribbled | |
| One Ton: | |
| Over half my life has been illegal chasing after bread | |
| I' m dope boy living hide the money in my bed | |
| Operating around lethal, always watching what it said | |
| If you speak on other people, you' ll probably end up dead | |
| We neighborhood heroes, Al Pacinos, and Deniros | |
| Only two people that I trust named Cochran and Shapiro | |
| Lived by the street hoe, our game is so composed | |
| Hustle on the low and always keep my lips closed | |
| Never trust a bitch, that' s the first way to slip | |
| I' m trying to stack a crepin, find a way about this ditch | |
| Doin dirt, tryin to flip, gotta work to be rich | |
| Never squeal, never pinch, never tell, never snitch | |
| Half a goal of mine, born to the life of crime | |
| The cops wanna talk and I turned into a mime | |
| Put my middle finger up, bitch read between the lines | |
| I ain' t scared of doin time, I would never drop a dime | |
| Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton | |
| Who cares who I' m kissin, you just mad cause you' re busy | |
| You need to mind your own business | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| It' s the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you | |
| You neep to stop snitchin on your crew | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Your goin nonstop gossipin a whole lot | |
| You gonna talk my ear off | |
| Shut the fuck up! | |
| Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin | |
| Shut the fuck up! |