| Song | Mouthful |
| Artist | The Cataracs |
| Album | Gordo Taqueria |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm in this bitch like a shut down freeway, | |
| But I aint used to it, | |
| I used to play music, cause | |
| I quit sucking bank on my stupid, | |
| In reverse is the sack, is the royalty of royalty, | |
| So you like this, taking my pair, is my fifth pair | |
| Yeah, I've got 5 feet, bitch, | |
| Whoops, did | |
| I say bitch too much? | |
| Back in high school | |
| I think I missed too much | |
| All these rappers tabu, talking about they love you, | |
| Cut my name in your arm, bitch, fuck a tattoo | |
| I get a sweet tooth just thinking about the way | |
| I'm gonna eat you beat you in the right way | |
| Send her back on the lunch break | |
| Like damn home, she can't walk straight, it's okay, she on my team, | |
| I ain't lying, trust me | |
| She ain't crying, that's | |
| Visine Ain't nobody ever told you don't talk with your mouth full? | |
| Ain't nobody ever told you don't talk with your mouth full? | |
| I'm in this bitch like a shut down freeway, (What you say?) | |
| Wait, hold up, | |
| I'm in these bitches like a threeway | |
| Life's a movie, every single weekday | |
| No cameras, just a screenplay | |
| Smoke an ounce, smoke a pound, smoke a whole harvest to the ground. | |
| I've been up and | |
| I've been down | |
| I made your girlfriend go another round | |
| I keep a low pro, but if you must know | |
| I got a nine eleven in that shit fucking dope. | |
| Sports cars, stick shifts too hard | |
| Bitch boy, party starts out, trying to get it on. | |
| On my sermon, | |
| I aint got a million, | |
| Ain't nobody ever told you don't talk with your mouth full? | |
| I ain't lying, trust me, | |
| She ain't crying, that's | |
| Visine |
| I' m in this bitch like a shut down freeway, | |
| But I ain t used to it, | |
| I used to play music, cause | |
| I quit sucking bank on my stupid, | |
| In reverse is the sack, is the royalty of royalty, | |
| So you like this, taking my pair, is my fifth pair | |
| Yeah, I' ve got 5 feet, bitch, | |
| Whoops, did | |
| I say bitch too much? | |
| Back in high school | |
| I think I missed too much | |
| All these rappers tabu, talking about they love you, | |
| Cut my name in your arm, bitch, fuck a tattoo | |
| I get a sweet tooth just thinking about the way | |
| I' m gonna eat you beat you in the right way | |
| Send her back on the lunch break | |
| Like damn home, she can' t walk straight, it' s okay, she on my team, | |
| I ain' t lying, trust me | |
| She ain' t crying, that' s | |
| Visine Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| I' m in this bitch like a shut down freeway, What you say? | |
| Wait, hold up, | |
| I' m in these bitches like a threeway | |
| Life' s a movie, every single weekday | |
| No cameras, just a screenplay | |
| Smoke an ounce, smoke a pound, smoke a whole harvest to the ground. | |
| I' ve been up and | |
| I' ve been down | |
| I made your girlfriend go another round | |
| I keep a low pro, but if you must know | |
| I got a nine eleven in that shit fucking dope. | |
| Sports cars, stick shifts too hard | |
| Bitch boy, party starts out, trying to get it on. | |
| On my sermon, | |
| I ain t got a million, | |
| Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| I ain' t lying, trust me, | |
| She ain' t crying, that' s | |
| Visine |
| I' m in this bitch like a shut down freeway, | |
| But I ain t used to it, | |
| I used to play music, cause | |
| I quit sucking bank on my stupid, | |
| In reverse is the sack, is the royalty of royalty, | |
| So you like this, taking my pair, is my fifth pair | |
| Yeah, I' ve got 5 feet, bitch, | |
| Whoops, did | |
| I say bitch too much? | |
| Back in high school | |
| I think I missed too much | |
| All these rappers tabu, talking about they love you, | |
| Cut my name in your arm, bitch, fuck a tattoo | |
| I get a sweet tooth just thinking about the way | |
| I' m gonna eat you beat you in the right way | |
| Send her back on the lunch break | |
| Like damn home, she can' t walk straight, it' s okay, she on my team, | |
| I ain' t lying, trust me | |
| She ain' t crying, that' s | |
| Visine Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| I' m in this bitch like a shut down freeway, What you say? | |
| Wait, hold up, | |
| I' m in these bitches like a threeway | |
| Life' s a movie, every single weekday | |
| No cameras, just a screenplay | |
| Smoke an ounce, smoke a pound, smoke a whole harvest to the ground. | |
| I' ve been up and | |
| I' ve been down | |
| I made your girlfriend go another round | |
| I keep a low pro, but if you must know | |
| I got a nine eleven in that shit fucking dope. | |
| Sports cars, stick shifts too hard | |
| Bitch boy, party starts out, trying to get it on. | |
| On my sermon, | |
| I ain t got a million, | |
| Ain' t nobody ever told you don' t talk with your mouth full? | |
| I ain' t lying, trust me, | |
| She ain' t crying, that' s | |
| Visine |