You talk too much, you talk too loud
and I don't like gangster funk
You ought a just go home and sleep it off
Cuz I think you're pretty god damn drunk.
You talk too much, you talk too loud
And I'll tell you sumthin else son,
Your momma never taught you humility
Nor your daddy how to manage that gun
How to manage that gun,
You're gonna hurt someone.
Well you talk too much, talk too loud
And these people carry concealed
Well ain't nobody here gonna wave it around,
But a lot of us what we call heels.
You talk too much, you talk too loud
And I'll tell you sumthin else too,
None of us are gonna go and advertise it but,
You ain't the only one here that can shoot
Cuz some of us can too,
Maybe straighter than you.
Well you talk too much, you talk too loud
You must be ignorant to where you is at,
Cuz you don't come in here posturin' around
And a waving your hat like that.
You talk too much, you talk too loud
And this mighta not occurred to you,
But just because ain't nobody sayin' too much
Don't mean they don't think you're a fool
They think you're a fool,
They see right through you.
I don't talk much, I don't talk loud
But I finally been driven to speak,
It's clear to me you didn't come up to good
But you needn't take it out on me.
I don't talk much, I don't talk loud
But I gotta get it off of my chest,
I seen too much end on a celebrating and,
Long Barley mighta said it the best
He mighta said it the best,
Play it close to your vest.