Too Short

[fox69]

"Paystyle (Bosko & Banks Mix Yo)"

"Paystyle (Bosko & Banks Mix Yo)"


Yo kid won't you bust your little freestyle yo?
Say what?
You want me to bust a freestyle?
[chuckling]
I don't even know how to do freestyles main
You know I get paid to rap
Bosko, bring the beat in main (aight)

I been rappin for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
Talkin bout pimp game, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin like your name is water
But I'm ten years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin
I'm just tryin to say homeboy listen
Before you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin other MC's mackin styles
And it's all from head, passin round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
You sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach
Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called Quest
And you gots no respect for me, is that right?
Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
and keep rappin, I'm floatin past all the stops
In a clean ass Benz I have all the props
Don't need credit from a rapper can you match my Visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real trick pleaser
And a Too $hort fan, faithfully
When I came to your town she couldn't wait to see me

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin

Let me tell you somethin bout a playa named Short
Rappers always talk about the way I can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the same MC's
I be signin autographs, spend a gang of G's
While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars
Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin, but you ain't original
Say you shootin everything when you sympin those
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the T-double-O, S-H, O-R-T
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is gettin bank
Gettin girls, gettin hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and sunny
You can't talk about me you ain't havin no money
I set trends in the rap and don't doubt me
And care less when other rappers talk about me
I know all you suckers, heard me rap
So hard, I put your momma in my dirty rap
That's right, all night cause she's a damn good trick
Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, I coulda dogged your mother
But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin
But old Short Dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake MC, who tried to get with me
I ended his career, instantly

And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin

[Long musical interlude]

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin

Now ask New York, can Too $hort flow
Ask Detroit, they'll let y'all know
Then ask Philly, can I rap
South side of Chicago, who's the mack?
I never ever tripped when you slipped tried to rap about me
Everytime I perform, I make a lot of G's
Cause I'm paid in the underground rap world
Eatin good like two hundred pound fat girls
Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu
Eatin fast food if you only knew
I understand though, cause I been there befo'
Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go
Daydreams, about bein great
It all started back when I was sellin tapes
in eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up
Waitin still waitin just to blow on up
And when it happened, I still had to wait
I didn't get paid til eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue West coast pioneer
Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the rest
All that money we makin don't fault the West
Cause we ain't the ones who created rap
But when the West coast laid it, we made it fat

And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin

Bitch!

 

[fox69]

"Pimp Life"
(feat. Big Gipp, Bun B, Devin The Dude)

"Pimp Life"
(feat. Big Gipp, Bun B, Devin The Dude)



[Too $hort:]
I chose to live this life

[Devin the Dude - singing:]
I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz

[Devin the Dude:]
Niggaz trippin - and for what?
Why must he think he 'posed to change her
When she'll give the pussy up even to a, total stranger
And, I'm just one of 'em, you can't trust none of them
They'll say they love you while they wipin your cum on them
Then they'll run and tell her friends how she found another sucker
To pay a fee for pus-sy but not - me, motherfuckahHHH
I move quick with my pool stick, Slicker than Willie
Slicker than Kelly, slicker than KY Jelly
But really this dick has got me in a lot of trouble recently
I bend 'em and go in 'em and don't even have the decency
To call her, my balls have been leaked of most of their fluids
I used to put the rubber on and skeet straight through it
And it seems, that I always keep my pipe in these hoes
Keep my mic at these shows, cause that's the life that I chose

[Devin the Dude - singing:]
Pimp life!
I chose to live the - pimp life!

[Bun B of U.G.K.:]
Come talk a walk up in my shoes, pay a couple of my dues
Roll my boulevard on trues, while your lady sings the blues
Got everythang to lose, not a damn thang to gain
I be tryin to cross the line, but with that I gotta bring the pain
Now I tried to compromise, see the other side of the story
But that's easier said that done, when it comes to your pride & your glory
I'm a pimp with a glide in my worries, limp pimp I'ma step when I wreck
But my armor's on at all times, cause I gots me a rep to protect
Now I mights be known for this, and maybe recognized for that
But they be high-beamin me; and I be like where my visors at?
Nowadays I'm a wiser cat, after what I been through I better be
Back then I woulda broke ya broad, nowadays I just let her be
Cause through seconds minutes hours days weeks months and years
Man I reckon that it's power fuckin freaks blunts and beers
That ain't what I'm supposed to be

[Devin:] Pimp life!
[Bun B:] That's the life I chose for me

[Devin the Dude - singing:]
I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz trippin

[$hort:] I chose to live the
[Devin:] Pimp life!

[Too $hort:]
Yeah I have menage-a-trois with superstars, one night stands, quickies
Booty calls, it ain't nuttin for her to just stick around here and lick me
Cause I run through broads and never get enough, maybe I'm too selfish
But I cain't help it.. can't stay witchu girl cause I can't tell if it's
Official, or just another ritual
It's hard for me to find a wife, it's nothin for me to, get a hoe
I know it sounds, pitiful, sometimes I'm blessed, sometimes I'm cursed
If it's supposed to be the best then tell me, what's the worst?
I'll be a P-F-L, 'til I'm a old nigga
Cause I never spend my life with groupies, or golddiggers
I see these bitches now, shake it naked tryin to make it
If you spendin all his money take it bitch you can't fake it
When it's real, I'm cappin like the snub-nosed, they pay me
I love hoes, never go home when the club close
I do shows, ride new vogues and keep two hoes
I'm all about this money girl, that's why I chose
To live the pimp life

[Devin:] Pimp life!
[$hort:] I chose to live this life
[Devin:] Pimp life.. pimp life!
[Devin:] I chose to live the, pimp life

[Big Gipp]
People ask me question bout this, people ask me question bout that
Say what? I'm a handsome John motherfucker independent of the nasty-ass cuts
Young, Gipp, still around the corner in the hood
Gipp, still runnin down in the wood
Gipp, still ridin out like vogues
Gipp, still cruise hundred spokes
Straight from the 80's ladies
Grew up in nuttin but dem Grady babies
Pimpin the game since ninety-six
Can't sell a big ol' pimp no box of bricks
Gipp put it down for the A-Town to the Bay to the Oakland foothill strip
Too $hort, Bun B, Devin and Big Gipp yo we all some pimps
Gettin money out the sexual industries
At the same, tryin to get our slice
Never lookin back twice - livin in the pimp life

[Devin:] Pimp life!

[Devin the Dude - singing:]
I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz

[$hort:] I chose to live the
[Devin:] Pimp life! Pimp life.. [fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Pimp Me"
(feat. Goldy, Kool-Ace, Sir Captain & Sir Charles)

"Pimp Me"
(feat. Goldy, Kool-Ace, Sir Captain & Sir Charles)



So what are you sayin Todd?
So what are you sayin Todd?
Beyotch!!

Ha-ha-ha-ha yeah
$hort Dog still in this mothafucka for the nine-six,
Like this

Here comes the ho with the big nuts,
He's flowin like the breeze
I said here comes the ho with the big nuts,
And he's flowin like a breeze

[Too $hort:]
This aint Halloween, aint no trick or treat,
You young silly ass hoes can't get shit for free
I give a fuck about what niggas been buyin you,
I'm $hort Dog bitch, I aint tryin to
Get on your good side, you better get with me,
So we can roll in luxury
Around the world, gettin money,
I'm pimpin hoes on Sunday
I'm the kind of nigga you'll work all night fo',
Won't discriminate, I'll pimp a Chinese-White ho
You never seen money with a black man's face,
But I swear mothafucka I done had my taste
Can't slow down, full speed ahead,
I'm laughin at you squares sayin pimpin is dead
They say sex can kill, you catch AIDS and shit,
But the fact stands, hoes get paid from tricks

I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
And all my hoes say (pimp me daddy)

[Kool-Ace:]
I'll never ever, be pimped again,
I had to be played once to really understand
But I appreciate it, $hort cause I'm related,
I probably stuck game and participated
Got baptised, it wasn't a dream,
Now I'm mackin with the Dangerous Crew, and smokin green
Hit old school playas up, on their help,
And we all decided to take a trip
We on a world tour, checkin our clientele,
Wanna see how much pussy these hoes can sell
Feds say this crew is scandelous,
Wanna charge us all for pimpin and panderin
From the Mississippi Valley to the A-T-L to Chi-town, Oakland,
These bitches will understand
P-I till the day I D-I-E
Ha-ha you'll never pimp me!!

I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
And all my hoes say (pimp me daddy)

[Sir Captain & Sir Charles Talking:]
[Sir Charles:] Ahh Sir Captain...
[Sir Captain:] Yeah what's goin on Sir Charles?
[Sir Charles:] Man what ever happened to that pretty fine bitch
you had the other day?
[Sir Captain:] Yeah, that old bitch come to me the other day man,
talkin about she wanna do an old pimp, I knocked that
bitch down man, I asked that bitch "What part that you
understand bitch? Because I don't undertstand none of it,
ho, you just a ho to me bitch, you nasty ho ho ho...
[Sir Charles:] So what you sayin, you never let a bitch pimp you man?
[Sir Captain:] Never man. Hey Sir Charles, what ever happened to that
expensive broad I seen you with, that little cutie-pie,
That little
baby girl?
[Sir Charles:] Oh you talkin bout Unique, my little-bitty bitch...
[Sir Captain:] Yeah, she that little old six-pence lookin girl, you know she
be lookin kinda fine to me...
[Sir Charles:] Man that girl went to work the other night and brought me $999
off the street...
[Sir Captain:] You go boy...
[Sir Charles:] She asked me would I loan her $10 so she can get me a grand,
I said bitch you got to be crazy, go turn another date and
Put
my money in my mothafuckin hand...
[Sir Captain:] Ah man, aint never pimpin...
[Sir Charles:] This aint no joke, I'll never let a bitch pimp me...
[Sir Captain:] Never, never...
[Sir Charles:] Say man we rollin with this Dangerous Crew...
[Sir Captain:] Oh yeah, with ol' $hort Dog, he good with the pimpin
[Sir Charles:] He got ol' Suga Ray and Ace over there
[Sir Captain:] Now Goldy comin back in here, Goldy comin back in now
[Sir Charles:] Oh shit, it's gonna be big pimpin in this Atlanta, G-A

[Goldy:]
I be flippin hoes like a spatula, rakin em in like a new Acura,
Bitin em with this game makin em mines for life like Dracula
It's like hypnosis, I pimps your mother, I pimps yo' sis,
Hoes be nothin but slaves for me, ready to go to their graves for me
I'm lookin for a ho to knock, hit em with a Goldy lock,
Get at the ho, spit at the ho, now I got ho rollin cock
Pimpin aint easy, I went from jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes,
To gators and suits and zebra hats, my pimpin tools, I win or lose
My hoes be bringin me hoes, now I got more hoes than a golf course,
With ass like a soft horse, I get em with game and never with all force
With a pimp stick on a pimp throne, that lazy ho better get goin,
Ho aint workin on Daddy's scratch, she bout to feel the grill of a Cadillac
I was yours when the ho wouldn't leave me, cause an agry ho would decieve me,
But I'm ten G's ahead of that ho, you want your shit better get it and go
But I be laughin with Sir Captain cause he always handle what happen,
Fall in love with the pimpin and gettin ho money and be like fuck this rappin

I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
I'll never let a hoe, pimp me
And all my hoes say (pimp me daddy)

[Sir Captain & Sir Charles Talking Until Fade:]
[Sir Charles:] Hey Captain, aint you glad pimpin aint dead?
[Sir Captain:] Yeah, one time I thought the pimpin was dead man, all the
Bitches of mine ran off, I called the Pimp God right, and he put
Me on hold and said his bitch run off. I thought pimpin' was dead
then, but he called back though and said it was all good...

 

[fox69]

"Pimp Shit"
(feat. Kokane)

"Pimp Shit"
(feat. Kokane)



[Intro: Kokane (Too $hort)]
Too Sheezy, (whats up main?)
Playa (for life baby)
You got to go out there
And handle your buisiness (get my money)
Handle yours, playas play on (bitch)
Nigga thats pimp shit (bitches gonna pay me)
What you say? (Oh these hoes gon' pay me)
Nothin but the hog in me (nothin but the dog in me baby)
Nigga thats pimp shit (born to mack)
Nothin but the hog in me (thats what I said)

[Too $hort:]
I was born to mack and at a young age
I knew I'd be a real pimp someday
So I practiced my walk, I studied the game
I never been a sucker but I was still lame
Some things never change but my game elevated
When it comes to pimpin hoes I been truly educated
Cause Im so slick, I make hoes turn tricks
Players University, class of '86
And I'm hard on a bitch, go ask my first ho
I was 17 then and now I'm 34
I'ma still be a pimp till the day I die
On every street corner, and every high rise
I got the best women that money can buy
When I talk about the game, I never lie
Ask me why that lil girl made her momma cry
You wanna know I'll tell you why, nigga

[Hook: Kokane (Too $hort)]
Nigga thats pimp shit (get that money main)
Nothin but the hog in me (nothin but the dog in me baby)
Nigga thats pimp shit (thats right)
Nothin but the hog in me
(get that money bitch, get that money bitch)

[Too $hort:]
She got lost and turned out at a young age
I knew she'd be a real ho someday
When she was 10, she was freaky back then
She would let the lil boys rub on her pants
She liked sittin on a grown mans lap
When she was 14, she let em fuck her from the back
For some scratch, she let em hit
Pull up her skirt, and lick on her clit
Lil fine ass bitch, with some big ol' tits
Made her first pimp rich with that good shit
But at the age of 26 she's an old ho
She don't really look that good no mo'
But she could make a trick cum in a minute
Anything you want you can get it
Anything you pay for, she'll earn
Give her some money, she'll take your sperm, nigga

[Hook: Kokane (Too $hort)]
Nigga thats pimp shit (get your money girl, get that money girl)
Nothin but the hog in me (nothin but the dog in me bitch)
Niggas thats pimp shit (pimp shit, yea, fa sho)
Nothin but the hog in me
(Oh you know pimpin is the oldest profession)

[Too $hort:]
He used to give the girls his lunch money when he was young
For a kiss on the cheek, he thought it was fun
I knew he'd be a real trick one day
Lettin girls ride his bike, let 'em win when they play
He was soft, and females made him week
When you got no game, the only way to make a freak
Is to pay em, and thats what he grew up and did
He won't lie, ask him what he do for a bitch
Spend cash, just to get some ass
He tried to marry a ho, but the shit didn't last
He broke the golden rule, I hope he never tried
His own wife, own house, and he still had to die
Thats fucked up, but thats the life of a trick
Be a sucker for a bitch and she'll suck your dick
I know he loves her, I don't doubt him
She pulled out his money, said "I love things about him"

[Hook: Kokane (Too $hort)]
Nigga thats pimp shit (pimp shit)
Nothin but the hog in me (nothin but the dog in me baby)
Nigga thats pimp shit (get that money girl, get ya money bitch)
It's nothin but the hog in me
Nigga thats pimp shit
Nothin but the hog in me

 

[fox69]

"Pimp The Hoe"

"Pimp The Hoe"


Pimp the hoe

Pimp that hoe

It's like Too $hort raps been around a while
I rocked to the beat and got my own style
I'm from the O city, and I said it before
I was born to mack, call me Playboy $hort
You wanna get freaky? Look at the time
We could do the nasty, but it's almost nine
My show starts at ten, I gots to go
Like the mack said, homie, pimp the ho
Check it out everybody, if you got two ears
Turn your radio up, Short Gog is here
If the bass ain't kickin, pick up the phone
Dial 911, tell em: turn it on
Bumped a cute young tender in a tight red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big chest
She said, "I love you", said it again
At the motel freaked her and her friends
Like a Too $hort rap, and everybody knows
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp the hoes
Ain't no need in playin games, none at all
Fakin like a giant when you're just too small
No need to rush, take your time
To adjust to the changes in my rhyme
To you rappers - tonight's your night
You all jump straight up on your mic
Screamin "I'm the best", but let me see
I make a lotta money, could that be me?
He said, "Hell no, I'm the king of the rap"
Looked me in my eyes, said, "Deal with that"
I said, "Hold on, buddy, don't talk that junk
You drank two 40s, now you must be drunk"
He said, "Let's battle", I said "Go"
Like the Mack said, homie, I pimped the hoe
All hail the king, go straight to hell
If your girlfriend's freakin on a freaky tale
Better play your rap and take mine off
Before the bitch gets wet and you're still soft
No need to rush, take your time
To adjust to the changes in my rhyme
I was on the turf, cold chillin out
When a sucker MC got hit in the mouth
Tryin to find out if he can hang with me
The boy got hooked on the Dope Fiend Beat
I said, "Bitch, what are you smokin?"
It ain't funny, cool, I ain't jokin
You never shoulda said I was fakin the place
You wouldn'ta got socked straight in your face
I'm the coldest MC on a microphone
Now the sucker MC's just leave me alone
They might suck on yours, but they can't get mine
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the time
I'm not talkin bout hookers in mini-skirts
When you pimp like me, put your mind to work
It's like 24 hoes, better known as tracks
When I grab that mic I spit these raps
I start workin the hoes, and it just don't stop
It's goin on till the panties drop
I'm Sir Too $hort, like I said
Bitch can't lick, don't give me head
Had a fresh young tender, won't say her name
It's the same old story, ran the same old game
She can blow more head than a well blows water
The girl won't stop when she get started
Like the freak you married, I had to get with her
Ain't no doubt, Short Dog would get her
I'm a cold player, I can't lie
They call me Playboy $hort, and I told you why
I'm a mack, so get back
I put my tape in the deck in my Cadillac
And as my ride goes on definitely
I speak each word loud as can be
I'm the T-double o, and like I said
If your girlfriend's freakin, I accept all head
Scream out the combination, and I open the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and then rock that cock
Back to back like the Oakland Raiders
In and out like your crossfaders
Makin people dance all over the floor
Lovin that rapper named Sir Too $hort
You got my bank, little girl, no time to act silly
I'm dynamite, baby, and my name ain't Willy
Cold as hell, hard to stop
I spit these raps and rock yo block
Hit the city talkin bout, it's goin on
And the next thing you know, the whole nation's gone
It's Too $hort on the mic
And I'm spittin mo' raps than any rapper you like
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my beat
All I gotta say is, don't fuck with me
My game is tight, my bank is made
You can hate big $hort, but I still get paid
You say, "I can't", I say you can
Show respect, little boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you laughin when you came in the place
Punk, I start laughin when I spit in your face
See I know how I feel, I should be shut at dawn
But I'm a true MC, I keep rockin on
I won't say I'm best, won't declare I'm bad
I'm just a rappin muthafucka with a hard-ass rap
Too $hort cold comin up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your butt
Be a man if you can, cause it might get worse
You be walkin round town with a wig and a purse
No tellin what's next, I don't know
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp the ho

(I'll be good to you
You'll be good to me
Anything you want
Or anything you need
I got my eye on you
And I'm into you
I'll give you all my dough
You just pimp that hoe)

I'm never draggin when I'm rhymin, cause I make a lotta money
I jump in my car, drop it if it's sunny
Doggin the freaks, and all that shit
Long haired hoes with real big tits
I'm a eastside player oh yes, I am
Grab the microphone and start makin grands
I take a freak to her room, not a hotel trick
I cold chill out at the Motel Six
I'm ridin in the car, and I can't be found
I'm the hardest muthafucka rappin from this town
My name is Sir Too $hort, and if you say 'so what?'
I look you in your eye, and wouldn't give a fuck
I live a California lifestyle, ain't no trip
8 years on the mike, and ain't faked it yet
So when you see me on stage, I won't blow you a kiss
I put my finger in the air and tell you just like this
Say bitch

Pimp the hoe

 

[fox69]

"PimpandHo.Com"

"PimpandHo.Com"


[Talking:]
It's almost ova ho
She ain't no ho
Check out somethin' on my computer real quick
P-I-M-P-A-N-D-H-O dot com
It's Pimpandho.com fo' sho

[Too $hort:]
It's 2004
Ain't no body go in the stores
What for?
When you got dot com whores
My whole life is like girls gone wild
Cuz this player keeps girls on file
Just tell me what you liken
Sit down at the keyboard and type in:
P-I-M-P-A-N-D-H-O dot com
And see the hoes
It's time to log on baby
Eat this dick up 'til it's all gone baby
I ain't fake (I ain't fake)
This site is all no-fiction
Real pussy, real dick, real friction
Convertin' programs wit these secret powers
Accounts getting' fat from the overseas dialers
I'm trynna bust this internet nut
Turn the camera on and stick it in her butt
Pimpandho.com

[Chorus:]
Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked
Lickin' on my dog bone
$hort Dog presents Pimpandho.com
Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked
Lickin' on my dog bone
Lick it

[Too $hort:]
No need to go
Got some weed to blow
Got that Goodwill game to feed the po'
I got bitches
Don't ask what these are fo'
Might learn a few things that you need to know (chill out)
So kick back and watch the show
$hort Dig on the mic
Can't stop the flow (no, no)
All the squares get out the do'
If you ain't high enough yet
You need to pop some mo' (stay high)
And check out the player's site
The content is all that and a tear bite, yeah
You can download the pimp fashion
Old School Too $hort wit the pimp classics
One million hits in a days time (time)
Women so fine they'll daze your mind
We online (we online)
The computer from the eight track
Sellin' sex since way back
It's Pimpandho.com

[Chorus]

[Talking:]
Big Dez is on the beat
Yea fo' show
It's Pimpandho.com
It's where you see the baddest bitches
Doin' the freakiest shit
$hort Dog style
Wanna send a shout out to my homeboy Whitey Cracker
My pimp partner K.B. up in this mutha fucka
And I wanna send a special shout out to the broadband users
I know you ain't wastin' no time to getting' to the porn
It's all good baby
You can dial up if you want to
As long as you enjoy the show
It's Pipmpology, biatch
Oh yeah, and it's all real baby
None of those silicone, blonde, Barbie bitches
Titties all crooked and shit
Naw, naw, none of that
You got a website player?
What's yo address?
You know?
It's that old game baby
It all started at the Player's Ball
Don't miss the next party
Cuz you might get lucky, biatch

 

[fox69]

"Pimpin' Forever"

"Pimpin' Forever"


[Too $hort]
Beotch!
Somebody say beotch! Say beotch!
A lemme hear you say beotch! Say beotch!
Say bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch..

Your daddy said come back baby, find your life
It was wrong before but this time it's right
It's been way too long, you've been gone from home
You wasn't ready when you left to be grown on your own
Now deep down inside you're his little girl
Gotta swallow his pride cause you're his little girl
Wouldn't be so bad, if you only stripped
But you don't do dancin just lonely tricks
Now you're hooked - ain't no love
You in this game, it's just like drugs
Your family wrote you off cause you fucked that up
You way out of town and you stuck
Now you're on your own, you've been disowned
Since you left your hometown all your friends are gone
It's girls like you that truly make us
You're lost in the world so I moved you to Vegas

[Chorus]
Before you met me you wasn't nuttin
I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin
Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin
Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever
Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever

[Too $hort]
Say beotch! You better get that cash
Old-ass man wanna hit that ass
Older than your daddy, more like your granny
Let his old wrinkled ass get in them panties
I show you how to get it, I'm just a dog
You had a good thang and you fucked it off
I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream
Run for your life cause I want that cream
Your father told you, to stay away from me
And now you gotta call me daddy?
Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together?
You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever
Now I don't give a fuck in any weather
When I see you, you better have a G or better
Look into my eyes, and say you understand me
Cause now I'm your family (say beotch)

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
Your father wants to know, when you comin
But you never liked home so you keep on runnin
Now I got you, you're mine for life
Bitch get your mind right, don't let the limelight
steal your soul, and make you old
Make the happy lil' girl turn bitter and cold
Now your brain is frozen, your body is numb
You're stuck in the hoe-zone, you gotta get home
You can go to Oz and won't learn shit
Click your heels three times and go turn a trick
Beotch! You better get that cash
If you don't got it when I see you I'ma whip that ass
And all of you squares, that hear my flows
Most of y'all bitches wouldn't make good hoes
Never talk down on a pimp and his whore
Unless you know the whole story, broke bitch! (say beotch)

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
Say beotch!
Yeah that's right, hoe up if you wanna blow up
Say say say say hoe
And all you cute broke-ass bitches stop hatin on these real hoes
Say, say beotch
You up there suckin and fuckin all night for free
Say say say say hoe
When you coulda got in and out there wit'cha money real fast baby
Say beotch!
Yeah, you need management
You need a nigga like me
To tell you exactly what you need to be doin out there
Get your full potential out your pussy baby
Yeah [fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Pimpin' Inc."
(feat. Shanelle)

"Pimpin' Inc."
(feat. Shanelle)



[Chorus: Shanelle - 4x]
It's pimpin, it's pimpin, it's pimp incorporated

[Too $hort]
Pimp Inc., what the fuck you think?
I was gon' suit up in some gators wearin pink?
I came in my jeans, I'm strapped with my things
I always gotta have a real mack pinky ring
I was sworn to the pimpin, that's the way it goes
I keep the winners and get rid of lazy hoes
Yeah I pimp her, from Vegas to Hawaii
They know I'm a pimp and her parents still like me
Cause this is business, and you should know
Look around, it's hard to find a good hoe
Before you get my next album, "Up All Nite"
You know it's clappin, you know it's gon' be alright
Just like "Gangsters and Strippers, Volume 1"
Like the Pack'n'Murder Mob, is all you want
When you hear it, cause you like the beats
It's P-I-M-P-I-N-G

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
She's hoein, I'm mackin
Buy some mo' real estate and keep on stackin
You trickin, keep savin 'em
Niggaz like you I tell the hoes keep breakin 'em
This pimpin is alive and well
I just count hoe money and get high as hell
And you think it's so funny, cain't see it my way
But each hoe'll make a nigga about a G a day
Now that's my kind of math
I know you got one, but how can I have it
16 hoes comin through the screen do'
Dolla dolla bill y'all, gotta get the green yo
Cause I done seen mo' hoes than I need to
Roll the shit up mayne, tell me what this weed do
I got drugs, you wanna have 'em
It's just a mixtape nigga, buy the album

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Pimping Forever"

"Pimping Forever"


[Too $hort]
Beotch!
Somebody say beotch! Say beotch!
A lemme hear you say beotch! Say beotch!
Say bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch..

Your daddy said come back baby, find your life
It was wrong before but this time it's right
It's been way too long, you've been gone from home
You wasn't ready when you left to be grown on your own
Now deep down inside you're his little girl
Gotta swallow his pride cause you're his little girl
Wouldn't be so bad, if you only stripped
But you don't do dancin just lonely tricks
Now you're hooked - ain't no love
You in this game, it's just like drugs
Your family wrote you off cause you fucked that up
You way out of town and you stuck
Now you're on your own, you've been disowned
Since you left your hometown all your friends are gone
It's girls like you that truly make us
You're lost in the world so I moved you to Vegas

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin
I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin
Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin
Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever
Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever

[Too $hort]
Say beotch! You better get that cash
Old-ass man wanna hit that ass
Older than your daddy, more like your granny
Let his old wrinkled ass get in them panties
I show you how to get it, I'm just a dog
You had a good thang and you fucked it off
I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream
Run for your life cause I want that cream
Your father told you, to stay away from me
And now you gotta call me daddy?
Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together?
You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever
Now I don't give a fuck in any weather
When I see you, you better have a G or better
Look into my eyes, and say you understand me
Cause now I'm your family (say beotch)

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin
I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin
Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin
Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever
Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever

[Too $hort]
Your father wants to know, when you comin
But you never liked home so you keep on runnin
Now I got you, you're mine for life
Bitch get your mind right, don't let the limelight
steal your soul, and make you old
Make the happy lil' girl turn bitter and cold
Now your brain is frozen, your body is numb
You're stuck in the hoe-zone, you gotta get home
You can go to Oz and won't learn shit
Click your heels three times and go turn a trick
Beotch! You better get that cash
If you don't got it when I see you I'ma whip that ass
And all of you squares, that hear my flows
Most of y'all bitches wouldn't make good hoes
Never talk down on a pimp and his whore
Unless you know the whole story, broke bitch! (say beotch)

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin
I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin
Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin
Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever
Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever
Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever
Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever
Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever

[Too $hort]
Say beotch!
Yeah that's right, hoe up if you wanna blow up
Say say say say hoe
And all you cute broke-ass bitches stop hatin on these real hoes
Say, say beotch
You up there suckin and fuckin all night for free
Say say say say hoe
When you coulda got in and out there wit'cha money real fast baby
Say beotch!
Yeah, you need management
You need a nigga like me
To tell you exactly what you need to be doin out there
Get your full potential out your pussy baby
Yeah [fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Pimpology"

"Pimpology"


[Pimp 1:] All we want is the money

[Pimp 2:] I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money to spend, they go crazy.

I'm going to tell you a story in stereo,
About the pimping game, that you should know.
But if you don't, it's alright.
Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.

When I was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you wanna be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology: a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they teach?
English, math, and history.
Pimpin' game, you can learn.
And if you do, you will earn
A pimp diploma, just for you
For learning what you're taught when you come to school.
Lesson 1, you should know:
Never fall in love, with your ho.
Lesson 2 tells you to do only one thing:
Act cool.
Lesson 3:
Don't be a trick. If she's poor, if she's rich,
If your game is soft or hard,
It shouldn't take long to break the broad.
Lesson 4:
Keep ya ho. It's the most important thing to know.
'Cause I pimp or die. I'm like the Mack:
riding around Oakland in a Cadillac.
But on the other hand, if you can't pimp
And the hos keep treating you like a simp,
I don't know what to say about you boys.
You better go to the store and buy some toys.
'Cause you can't play this game.

[Pimp Talking:]
Next time you hear grown folks talking, shut the fuck up y' hear?

Now you heard my story in stereo:
About the pimpin' game, that you should know.
And if you don't, it's alright,
'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to ya all damn night.

I'm Short Dog. Ain't nothing nice.
I never rap fake when I'm on the mic.
I ride around town in a clean Benz.
Never ever frontin' on my real cool friends.
My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull.
I drink Old English, and I do get full.
If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap,
'Cause other MC's can't rock like that.
My music flows like domino's.
I pimp these hoes that's how it goes.
Tenders on my beeper all day and night.
I'm a true blue player homeboy. That's right.
O-A-K-L-A-N-D:
That's where I rain, top dog MC.
Too Short, baby, on the microphone.
I work more tails. I don't take freaks home.
Man, they start trippin' when they think your rich.
Met her yesterday. All on my tip.
It's not hard to believe. But that's how it goes.
I'm burning rubber on these hoes like vogues.
Check out my style. Baby don't stop.
If you can't call me Short, just call me Dog.
Black is my color. I have no other. Nothing else will do.
I've got a black car, black bed, black TV.
I've even got a silk black suit.
Dangerous music, and the Dangerous Crew,
Oakland, Ca, and the Playboy too.
West coast rapping al over the place.
Too Short, baby, all in your face.
I rap so hard...you can't stop me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy Pete.
Dangerous music is what you hear.
A new LP, every year.
You know we rolling. Can't be faking.
We come through, and all your girls, we're taking.
You know we're rolling. Don't do no simpin'.
Oaktown players, strictly pimpin', baby.

My name is Short. Just what you've been looking for.
Sending young tenders on a wild goose chase.
Up in the hills, trying to find my place.
Getting lost, getting tossed, getting found and clowned.
Every time you see Short baby, you get down.
'Cause the raps I make are the raps you like.
The way Sir Too Short rocks the mic.
It's a one of a kind, rapping style.
Have the freaks in the crowd, going wild.
For when I spit my rhyme, I just don't quit.
Grab the microphone, and just make me rich.

[Pimp 1:] It was $35, 000.
[Pimp 2:] $35,000 cash money?
[Pimp 1:] No. I get 1. $35, 000 plus 1, right?
[Pimp 2:] The one I gave you?
[Pimp 1:] No, I gave you 6 alright. I had 1. Now $35,000 plus 6 right.
Now $35, 000 plus 1, plus 6 makes 7.
$35, 000 plus 7, right. Motha fucka, can you buy that?