Too Short

[fox69]

"I'm Wit It"
(feat. The Game)

"I'm Wit It"
(feat. The Game)



[The Game]
Uhh
Hey yo $hort, they ain't ready for this one nigga
Yeah

Whatever you want I got it, ammos, cars and chips
Yards of sniff, flood the boulevard with bricks
Hard or soft, raw get flipped, B.I. slash O.G.
Know about hoes, broads and strips
Hatchback I stuff 'em all with dicks, nasty nigga
Whup mo' ass than Steven Seagal in flicks
Like, it's a Spike thing, I do the right thing
Smack ass silly, bitches call me Sweet Dick Willie
Cause my cum, tastes like Now or Laters
So it attracts like strawberries and crocodile gators
On backs like a scout for the Raiders
Turn wifes into hoes so if your girlfriend blow, then she go
If she ain't legal, she can't mob at Teddy's
We can't bump and grind and I ain't Robert Kelly
So act like the broad in _Belly_, face down
Ass up, that's how I like to fuck

[Chorus: unknown female]
Whatever you want I got it
If there's money to make, let's spend it
Whatever you need, come get it
And it feels so good to me - I'm wit it

[Too $hort]
I'm lovin life, what'chu want me to say?
I'm tryin to tell the whole world, they goin dumb in the bay
They don't care if you don't like it, it's fun anyway
We smoke bomb in the bay on a sunny day
It's rainin buds, comin straight from Humboldt
Got a blunt rolled, a trunk full and still want mo'
It's not enough, light it up and get fucked up
You got a rat in the hood, 'bout to get sucked up
Yeah bitch, shut up and swallow the nut
Or turn around, and let me shoot it all in yo' butt
Cause I'm a freaky nigga when I get these sluts
And you a nasty girl, you like to lick these nuts
So when you call my phone and say pick me up
Cause you want me to shove this dick in yo' gut
I'ma do it, fold you like a 50 dollar bill
Fuck you real good and say, "Bitch how's it feel?"

[female]
Feels so good to me [3X]
Feels so good to me - I'm wit it

[someone]
Ay 'Face man why don't you let these punk-ass niggas know what time it is

[Scarface]
I don't wanna let these niggaz know what time it is
Because if I let niggaz know what time it is
Then niggaz is gon' tryin to use they clocks to try to set they time to mine
Dig that

[The Game]
Uhh
Hey yo $hort, they ain't ready for this one nigga

 

[fox69]

"In The Oaktown"

"In The Oaktown"


You hear me talking you know I'm from the O-A-K
I tell it like it is and that's the only way
I'm the M the A the C the K I write my rhymes everyday
Now all you one-rap rappers what are you doin'
I got so many raps so just go right thru 'em
My name is Short but I rap long rhymes
Hand me your mic I do it all the time
Now could you be like me I hate to say it
It's like comparin' Mickey D's and Quick Ways
You only got 3 stores I got the whole wide world
I get beeps everyday from your favorite girl
But I'm such a dog I never call tha freak
Hit it once and she was just too weak
At my house I keep finer things
The candy paints, got her sprung on my diamond rings
She could live like a queen if she was Miss Too $hort
Have 2 babies, get child support
But at this point she gets nathin from me
I ain't fakin' it, freak, I'm just makin' the beat
So don't dance, ride the strip
All day long playin' Too $hort hits
Pop in the tape and start ridin'
Silly young freak who started sidin'
In the Oaktown

[Chorus:]
Oaktown, Oaktown
Oak-Oak-Oak-Oaktown
In the Oaktown
Oaktown, Oak-Oak-Oak-Oaktown
Oaktown
Oak-Oak-Oak-Oaktown
Oaktown, Oak-Oak-Oaktown
Oak-Oak-Oak-Oaktown
Oaktown

See I'm a true MC, I'm not a MC fool
I'm just rich and famous and way too cool
I get paid to rhyme and I do mean G'z
You don't like my raps don't buy 'em please
I give you no refund cause my bass is phat
Make it hit so hard just like a punch in the back
It's that dopefiend beat got my rap on your plate
Tryin' to bite my style and make a demo tape
Now could you be like me or someone else
Bass hittin' hard like the Freaky Tales
Oaktown style it goes just like this
If you never heard me rap don't trip
Cause I hit the scene with my homie Too Clean
We slap hands like a tag team
Some people say they don't like Cali raps
People like that must be smokin' that crack
I rhyme good it's been 10 long years
Gettin' sick of all that stuff I always hear
Too $hort can't rap, he's from the Westcoast
Between me and you patna I sell the most
So let's take it to the stage and don't get scared
Cause me and Too Clean, we come well prepared
They call me Playboy Short, and the girls I play
Every single day
In the Oaktown

[Chorus till end]

 

[fox69]

"In The Studio"
(feat. Quint Black)

"In The Studio"
(feat. Quint Black)



[Quint Black:]
Sixteen hoes, sixteen cars
Sixteen stars, rappin over sixteen bars
You ain't never seen big rocks before
Sabotage the show make 'em change the flow
Cash don't make it, put it on hold
Stand back and watch the bitch go gold
(Candy paint, sittin on low)
Headlights shine, blowing for a hoe
You ain't never seen a freak hop to this
Rock to this, make your nuts fucking wanna pop to this
Too much to dream, tons of cream
Fucking in the limo, listenin my demo
Glisten by the pound
Some smoke weed, some don't fuck around
But check it out, make you freak it when they all alone
The type freak that'll stick you when her momma home
Nigga huh?

[Chorus:]
Where the bitches and the hoes at?
At the studio
Thats where we make our fuckin money at
At the studio
Thats where the benz and the lex at
At the studio
Plus the cash and the rolex
Its at the studio
Where the bitches and the hoes at?
At the studio
Thats where we make our fuckin money at
At the studio
Thats where the benz and the lex at
At the studio
Plus the cash and the rolex
Its at the studio

[Quint Black:]
Chillin, bangin, taking it slow
Short's at the door with some bad ass hoes
Bad Ass banks just around the way
Do it the Oakland way, with a G of Bombay
Whole mic room fuckin filled with smoke
Let Jeff have the gun so he watched the do'
Pushing D-88's, never no trippin
Move out the way and let Pit do the mixin
Keep it all smooth, no jackers and haters aloud
One freaky bitch turn the whole fuckin party out
Infatuated by the cheese
Had a group of hoes yellin out "Black please"
Gee, I'm in the mood for a good time
Every nickel and dime
Dike bitch in the corner tryin to take mine
Hustlin and scheming, puttin it down
Them hoes can't rap still hangin around

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"In The Trunk"

"In The Trunk"


It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at

I sold tapes every day me and Freddy B
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars, and you straight get blessed
A rap all about you called the special request
Oakland, you know I go way back
To coug nuts, fal stangs, and cadillac's
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky, I say pussy on an old hoe
I guess y'all fools don't know
Why some good rappers can't sell no tapes
It's not the company's fault, the shit sounds fake
You wanna be in the trunk, with the booming box
While the young bitches ride on your jock
You can't do it like this homey, so just pass it
And stop kissing them white folks asses
It's like you smoked a whole damn key
You rap so fast you keep leaving the beat
I'm from the old school, I love P-Funk
But now rap music is all that they want
So when I'm in my car, I play Clinton
And when I'm on the stage I start pimping
And when I hear your shit, I push eject
Then I throw it out the window with the rejects
And when the hard core rappers go soft
I like to watch when they ass fall off
Cause ain't nothing worth kicking like a sucka MC
And any other rappers ever talk about me
I don't stop rapping, that's all they can say
And how I dogg bitches, every day
But if you can't be a dogg, then you're weak
You be phony like a side show freak
Some rappers try to come off positive
Where I'm from that just ain't how it is
They say rap music is here to stay
But the sucka MC's don't think that way
It took 8 long years before I got my break
So I wonder why rapper's make fake ass tapes
You won't get paid like I did, so give up punk
And while your in the studio, I'm in the trunk
You got no choice, so don't flip that coin
This ain't the military, so you punks can't join
It ain't pop, it's called underground rap
From Oakland California and the shit sounds phat
I'm spitting raps to my motherfucking homies
That's why they listen to the one and only
I used to be broke, but now we all used to be
Got no game for a bitch, all the game is for me
And these bitches, can't say shit to me
They could never could fuck with Short baby
I'm not a tounge twisting rapper with a funny style
Don't dress hip hop and dance real wild
But I do sell records like a motherfucker
Even though you might I'm just another sucka
I find the beat and then never switch
Grab the microphone and then call you a bitch
You want rent money, I got pimp money
One thing's for sure, I won't give it to a hoe
I throw a bitch in the god damn trunk
And start slamming that Oakland funk
Short Dogg's in the house, once again
Trying to fade the platnum, with Shorty the Pimp
And when I do, I'm going straight to the bank
Withdraw some money and buy some dank
You can't relate to my motherfucking homies
That's why they listen to the one and only
I grew up on the funk called P
But these motherfuckers growing up on me
And if I ego trip, and my head is fucked
I take my ass back, to where I grew up
And get real boy, it's never too late
Before I do like you and make a weak ass tape
I'm in the trunk...

In the trunk, in, in the trunk
In the trunk, in, in the trunk
In the trunk beating down the block

In the trunk, in, in the trunk
In the trunk, in, in the trunk
In the trunk beating down the block

 

[fox69]

"International Player"

"International Player"


[Intro]
(Todd) Whassup?
(Who are all these girls with you?)
These are my ladies
(So which one's your girlfriend?)
They're all mine baby (all of 'em?) Yup!
(Hey sexy!) Whassup?
[girl speaks to Too $hort in non-English language]

[Too $hort]
I love women and they love me
I ain't really trippin on nationalities
Black girls, white girls, mix 'em up
Half-breeds, I can't get enough
In the Bay, where the players play
We keep it international every day
Asian girls are so terrific
What'chu mean $hort? Be mo' specific
Filipino, Japanese
Cambodian, Thai and Vietnamese
Malaysian girls from Singapore
China dolls, I'll name some more
I know Korean chicks, girls from Laos
It's like the United Nations at my house
I got Indian girls from India
They like to make out and get finger fucked

[girl speaks to Too $hort and then says "Okay? Later"]
[another girl speaks in Spanish]

[Too $hort]
You look like you come from Guatemala
El Salvador or Nicaragua
Sounds to me like you're speakin Spanish
You're talkin but I cain't understand it
You ain't no Mexican
I don't care, let's have sex again
Everything I do, I do the best
Got a big booty girl from Budapest
If she ain't fine I say HELL NO
Give me that Rio de Janeiro
Brazilian bodies, tall exotic
I want all the hotties you call erotic
Black girls get mad sometimes
They tell me keep my ass in line
But I know how to pass the time
You can sell that pussy but the cash is mine

[more foreign girls with foreign tongues]

[Too $hort]
Where you from baby, Argentina?
You a movie star? I thought I seen her
Called her Eva, but it didn't work
She was swingin that ass in a mini-skirt
Well let me know what'chu wanna do
You beautiful, look like you from Peru
A good girl or a nasty whore
That's all I'm asking for
She can be Australian, Canadian
Persian, Armenian
Ethiopian, Somalian
Spanish, Italian
She can be Cuban, Puerto Rican
Haitian, or Jamaican
In the Bay where the players play
We keep it international, every day

[girls keep talking until the song's end]

 

[fox69]

"Intro: Shorty The Pimp"

"Intro: Shorty The Pimp"


Standin on the corner, in a white Godfather hat
He drives a long black gangsta Cadillac
He can steal broads nine man, three or fo' minutes
It's not how long you talk bruh, it's what you put in it

Look out! For Shorty the Pimp!
Yeah
He walks with a limp!
Cool man
Shorty the Pimp *echoes*

 

[fox69]

"Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches"

"Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches"


[Too Short]
Baby, check this out
Yea you
I wanna ask you a question
Where is yo ass?
Babby, what happened?

A nigga like me I know what's up
I want a nasty bitch with alotta butt
If I can't find one anywhere
It turns my dreams to nightmares
Baby right there ain't got no ass
But she's OK if she's got cash
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

I'll tell you 'bout a day that I had
Seen nothin but bitches with no ass
I woke up early feelin shabby
Got juiced up with a big fat Cabby
Cuz every morning you know I have
A big fat Cabby and a nice hot bath
Just soakin, smokin, Sir Too Short
Thinkin about the day before
Thirty minutes after I woke out
I pulled a freak and took her to the house
She was Eleve Young, with alotta butt
She sucked my dick and then we fucked
That good tight pussy, I wouldn't pass
A light-skinned freak with so much ass
At 1 P.M. I was fuckin away
I wanna do the same thing again today
I want bitches, bitches, and more bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The day my story made itself
Every bitch I saw was flat as hell
I told myself I must need glasses
Where's them bitches with the big brown asses
Me and my group just wanna be tough
Freak two bitches then switch 'em up
It was 3:35, the strip was lit
Every two blocks I seen a bitch
But that ain't nuthin but a cat
None of them bitch didn't have no ass
Wait on the bus, some was walkin
Me and my homie just started talkin
I said, oh, she looks good
He said that ass is flat as wood
I said what about Vicky in the black
He said, Short, she's all that
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The Invasion was on..

Every single day of the week
For every nigga livin there's a freak
If you've got game and a bed
Why not get fucked and get some head
Cuz bitches all over wanna get worked
I just need one with alotta turf
Me and my homie, rollin and smokin
Flat booty bitches took over Oakland
I told my homie, I hate to say
All the bitches with booties stayed home today
And he said Short, what now?
Put the pedal to the metal and hit the B-Town
I thought them bitches out there was fine
But the invasion was on and it fucked my mind
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

We hit the B-Town like Oakland flares
I knew it, bitches was everywhere
The first one had tits so fat
But that don't work, her ass was flat
The second bitch was flat too
I capped on her like a motherfuckin fool
I said be-atch, I know I'm cappin
Where's your ass, baby what happened
She turned around and capped on me
She said, fuck you nigga, where's your teeth
I damn near fell jumpin out the car
But I slapped that bitch, and slapped her hard
My homie said Short we gots to cut
But I was kickin that bitch and her big flat butt
I kicked her ass, got in the ride
Looked at the bitch and said bye bye
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The invasion was on..

We parked the car and took a walk
I saw another bitch and I had to talk
I said baby, baby, baby come here
Yea you baby with your long long hair
Baby came over from across the street
She was standin on the corner just talkin to me
I was spittin the game but I talked to fast
Cuz I didn't even notice that big flat ass
Shit, and I was ready to go
We was rollin back to the O
I told that bitch I changed my mind
She looked at me and she said why?
I said I'm Sir Too Short, the Oakland player
I'm not one of them niggas who don't care
It's no thang to do my duty
But not with you and yo flat booty
Flat ain't the date superstar
I could see if you was white, but your black as tar
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

In the Berkeley temp, what did we find?
Freak after freak with no behind
One long day, I never got in
I'm glad that shit never happened again
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
Damn, I must be dreamin
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
Wake me up 'fore I start screamin
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
What's this world comin to?
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
Where's your ass, what happened to you?
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
The invasion is on...

 

[fox69]

"Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches (Erick Sermon Remix)"

"Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches (Erick Sermon Remix)"


Yeah that's right
We gonna flash back
To 1983
I'ma show you niggas how I was spittin' this pimp game
Before most of you niggas even started rappin'
1983, Too $hort
Word for word
Like this baby, Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

A nigga like me I know what's up
I want a nasty bitch with a lot of butt
If I can't find one anywhere
It turns my dreams to nightmares
Baby right there ain't got no ass
But she's okay if she got cash

Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

I'll tell 'bout a day that I had
Seen nothin' but bitches with no ass
I woke up early felling right
Do the same damn thing every day of my life
Cause every morning you know I get
A good blowjob from a real fine bitch
Strokin', smokin', sir Too $hort
Thinking about the day before
30 minutes after I rolled out
I pulled a freak took her to my house
She was hella young with a lot of butt
She sucked my dick and then we fucked
That good tight pussy I couldn't pass
A light-skined freak with so much ass
At 1 P.M. I was fuckin' away
I wanna do the same thing again today
Today my story made itself
Every bitch I saw was flat as hell
I told myself "I must need glasses"
Where's them bitches with the big round asses
Me and me homie just wanna be tuff
Bring two bitches then switch'em up
It was 3:35 the strip was lit
Every two blocks I saw a different bitch
Waitng on the bus someone was walking
Me and my homie just started talking
I said "Homie she looks good"
He said "That ass is flat as wood"
I said "What about baby in the black"
And he said "Short she's all that"

Bitches, bitches, bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

Every single day of the week
For every nigger living there's a freak
If you got game and a bed
Why not get fucked and get some head
Cause bitches all over wanna get fucked
I just need one with a lot of butt
Me and my homie rollin' and smokin'
Flat booty bitches took over Oakland
I told my homie "I hate to say
All the bitches with ass stay home today"
And he said "Short what now"
Put the pedal to the metal and hit the beat town
I thought them bitches out there was fine
But the invasion was on and it fucked my mind

Bitches, Bitches, Bitches
Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

We hit the beat town like Oakland players
I knew it bitches was everywere
The first one had tities so fat
But that don't work her ass was flat
The second bitch was flat too
Talked about the bitch like a muthafuckin' fool
I said beyotch
I know I'm capin'
Where's your ass baby what happened
She turned around caped back on me
Said "Fuck you nigga where's your teeth"
I dam near fell jummping out the car
But I slapped that and slapped her hard
My homie said "Short we gots to cut"
But I was spankin' that bitch on her big flat butt
We parked the car and took a walk
I saw another bitch a I had to talk
I said "Baby, baby, baby come here
Yeah you baby with the long long hair"
Baby came over from across the street
Standing on the corner talking to me
I was spittin' the game but I talked too fast
'Cause I didn't even notice that she had a flat ass
Sheit!
And I was ready to go
We was rollin' back to the O'
I told that bitch "I changed my mind"
She looked at me and she said "Why"
I said I'm Sir Too $hort the Oakland player
I'm not one of them niggaz who don't care
It's no thang to do my duty
But not with you and your flat booty
In the Berkley town what did we find
Freak after freak with no behind
One long day I never got in
I'm glad that shit never happend again

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The invasion (Beyotch) is on

That's that old school
'83
Still pimpin' baby
Short dog
You know I can't stay away from this game

 

[fox69]

"It Ain't Over"
(feat. Tanu)

"It Ain't Over"
(feat. Tanu)



[Too $hort]
You want me to say I do?
I L-O-V-E Y-O-U
You love me don't you, now it's true
The opposite, that's how I do
Relationships, they come and go
Next thing you know she's on the flo'
Dancin, she wants some mo'
Her ex-boyfriend he'll never know
She's still sprung, can't tell her nuttin
She was young, when she fell in love with him
Used to spend every day with him
He cheated, and now she's hatin him
He's a fraud, don't tell her that
You can do a background credit check
Show her how to have better sex
And it still ain't over - never that~!

[Chorus]
It ain't over, I want you to get it closer
Wanna get to know what, what I want will get me goin
It ain't over, got a man but he ain't gonna
Wanna get me goin, come on baby show me what's up

[Too $hort]
I wanna go there wit'chu
Do the house and the kids too
I know what it is wit'chu
You hot, girl I'm thizzin too!
So you gotta be home at 10?
Next time I see you it's on again
I shoulda known your man'd
hit redial, and call your phone again
Who's ass is that?
Bitch don't ask me that
I'm keepin you, I won't pass it back
Let it ring don't answer that
Unless you wanna tell him now
While we havin sex and you hella loud
Screamin and yellin out
Tell him what we all about

[Chorus]
You say you want it and that I'm in love
I got another but I'm feeling yah
You so hot, but I been involved too long
It ain't over, boy I just can't go, oh no

[Too $hort]
You think he slept around
Held you back and kept you down
You was sad, are you happy now?
At your momma and your daddy's house
With a sad and long face
Wishin you had yo' own place
You've been lonely lately
Even tried to go on and datin
But then you met me, I'm a different type
Can't fall in love, I'm pimpin right
Probably wanna fuck by the end of the night
Push your dress up and your panties aside
The best ever, it can't be true
I'ma pull on your hair and spank you too
You like it rough, I think you do
I'ma beat it up 'til the pink turn blue

[Chorus]
You say you want it and that I'm in love
I got another but I'm feeling yah
You so hot, but I been involved too long
It ain't over, boy I just can't go, oh no
It ain't over, I want you to get it closer
Wanna get to know what, what I want will get me goin
It ain't over, got a man but he ain't gonna
Wanna get me goin, come on baby show me what's up

 

[fox69]

"It Don't Stop"

"It Don't Stop"


Funky fresh on the muthafuckin microphone
Bitch

And it don't stop
To the beat, baby

Oakland, California is in the house
Bitch

I tell you, nobody does it better than Too $hort
I got so many raps, I know you can't have more
Cause I grew up on the mic, I spent my whole life
Writin raps, late at night
And I never would make no fake LP's
Sucker MC's don't make no g's
They make weak, weak raps, and need to quit
22 songs, and only 3 on hit
Frontin on me like you want some
Better sell a million records, go platinum
Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a one-rap rapper
You wanna get with me, you gotta climb that ladder
But you ain't nothin but a joke
Rappers make money, tell me why are you broke?
We get paid like a muthafucka, and we get
A brand-new house full of brand-new shit
A brand-new car in my brand-new driveway
I always keep the top down on the highway
Too $hort, baby, known everywhere
Had a life-long dream to be a player
Way too cold at a younger age
It was everyday, 'just make that pay'
12 years later, still in the game
And you never talk down on a player's name
Cause I'm (Too $hort, Too $hort)

You see, I'm fresh like always with funky beats
I say what's up to the brothers on 10th Street
It's goin down in the Oakland town
Home of the infamous Too $hort sound
So keep your jealous-ass thoughts in your diary
And if you're lookin for a leader, you can hire me
And if your so-called boss don't pay
The only thing you need to say
Is "I quit, I'm through with you"
Pack up your raps, and join the Dangerous Crew
We got mo' beats than the average joe
And a 24-track studio
So forget what you heard, and we'll see it's on
Oakland, California can't leave me alone
Cause I'm the most rappin, most rhymin
Sold my drop-top, but I'm still high-sidin
I'm (Too $hort, Too $hort)

Now that I've established my career
I wanna help some other brothers out here
Hook em up and let em make some dough
Flip Benzes and turn out shows
Cause Oakland got talent, fool
MC's in elementary school
Not to mention musicians and singers
And Shorty B with his magical fingers
We get funky like skunk weed
Light it up, hit it, and get keed
This dopefiend beat will get you high
If it don't go gold too soon, I'll cry
If the bass ain't deep, somethin's wrong
It must not be a real Too $hort song
Cause the first thing I do when I make my tape
Is drop a few kicks from my 808
And when my tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It's just a Dangerous thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police don't even like
The way we hit your town, it's so funny
It's all about makin big money
So before I go, you should remember this
Muthafuck you, damn shithead bitch
Cause I'm (Too $hort, Too $hort)