You Run Your Mouth and Ill Run My Business by Louis Jordan Lyrics

You cats keep beatin' up your chops
I oughta turn you over to the cops
But dig this spiel I’m gonna 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 started telling me you're my pal
And end up telling 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're always telling me what to do
Saying "I wouldn't do that if I was you"
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother
Just clamp your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother
Clamp 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

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