This is a song about "Foul mouth"

Face down, d-yazz up, nuts in nimps mouth

A thug niggas in tha house

Tie you up and gag your damn mouth

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

From the projects to the penthouse

Why dont you just shout your mouth?

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

To the words commin goutta that bitches mouth

Live off my lie and my lullaby

With your mouth open ain't i

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

We can talk things over a little a while

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

Any sings of foul stench,

I'm making moves, check my french