Too Short

[fox69]

"All My Bitches Are Gone"
(feat. Ant Banks)

"All My Bitches Are Gone"
(feat. Ant Banks)



[Too $hort:]
I used to have a lot of bitches
Straight down for me
Doin' anything I said, even hoe on the street
But I'm a dog and I dog my broads
Guerrilla pimpin', drivin' four door cars
Ain't got no kids but them bitches love daddy
They had to share me or them bitches couldn't have me
Cause I'm a Mack with a capital M
Call me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp
I keep my foot in your ass and wouldn't give a fuck
Get out her pocket, bitch you gettin' beat up
You see me hangin' with them niggas like jock
And every single five mile, bitches gettin' popped
Well now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I beat my broad ass and she moved back home
Came in one night, I was buzzin'
Bitch tried to front me for fuckin' her cousin
She started yellin', man, the bitch got raw
I took one step back and went straight to her jaw
I gives a fuck that the bitch left
Cause all she ever got was some good dick
And it really ain't shit to find another bitch
Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows
Grab the mic nigga, fuck these hoes

[Ant Banks:]
Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a nigga just came up
Playin' games with the bitches
Thought a nigga might change but
I was tight thinkin' everything's all right
Doin' the same shit to a different bitch every night
Just dickin'em down like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game from a nigga though
I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's speak about a freak named Connie
Fucked the bitch tough, backstage at the Omni
I can't forget Constance, the bitch is so dumb
Quick to lick my nuts, suck my dick, and just hum
And these are just some hoes
That a nigga like tossed up, kinda crossed up
Turned out and lost but I ain't trippin'
They all got tramped
Used and abused till they all just vamped
And left a nigga stuck with no kind of get back
Now I even get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they know what the fuck they gon' get
Took for they cash and a mouth full of dick, huh
And I hate I gotta be that way
Goin' vicious on these bitches
Just made'em all leave today
But I know it won't last long
They sayin' fuck Ant Banks
Now all my bitches is gone

[Too $hort:]
All my bitches are gone, them bitches bounced
I had a gang of'em, now they can't be found
They ain't fuckin' with $hort Dog
Cause I'm from Oakland
You fuck with us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part
Oakland motherfuckers'll break your heart
Until you recognize game in your face
You's a punk ass bitch, ain't never been no place
I can't hold back, now's the time
To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches behind
And move on like a player
I'm knockin' ghetto hoes and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and police women
I'm flyin' first class, nigga, fuckin' flight attendents
$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't nothin' new nigga, come again)
All my bitches are gone, them bitches cut
But I really don't give a fuck
I always knew I didn't need that hoe
I got the game from the motherfuckin' E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the place
All them star-struck bitches jump in my face
And get shot to the curb like I'm the mob
Unless they givin' niggas blowjobs

[Ant Banks:]
Yeah, and when a bitch wanna flirt
I put in work, treat'em all like dirt
And watch them get they feelin's hurt
Cause I'm a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe
And you will know not to fuck around
You'll get slapped, hoe
For tryin' to fuck up the Ant Banks program
Steady saltin' with your stanky ass toe jams
You're mad cause I wouldn't spend no time
I'm with the homies, makin' cash
Pullin' bitches and writin' rhymes
I'm just doin' what I got to do
I'm not fuckin' with you
Because your funky ass cock is through
So now I gotta get some new hoes
Some old school bitches
That's still ridin' trues and vogues
I want a freak with the gangsta look
That Ant Banks can hook
And the bitch better know how to cook
Cause I'm a nigga that'll eat some shit up
Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the fuck
Yeah $hort, you know how we do'em
Treat bitches like red lights and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my dick on long
So fuck it, all my bitches can stay gone

[Too $hort:]
Mine too
[Ant Banks:]
You know what I'm sayin'?
[Too $hort:]
Yeah, beeyatch
[Ant Banks:]
$hort Dog in the motherfuckin' house
[Too $hort:]
Nah nigga, you in this motherfucker
[Ant Banks:]
Bringin' this shit for nine-tre and nine-four
You know what I'm sayin'?
Get in where you fit in, hoes
[Too $hort:]
Before you need a check up from the neck up
[Ant Banks:]
Peace out
Fuck these bitches, man
Fuck these bitches, $hort,
Let's get out of here, man

 

[fox69]

"All The Time"

"All The Time"


[Too $hort:]
All the time, gettin mine, that's why I'm pimpin

That's why I'm pimpin, all the time
Gettin mine..
That's how we do it, straight pimpin
All the time, all the time

It's the original, D-O-G, Short Dawg
They said don't do it, but I gotta go off
You talked a lot of shit and can't back it up
Say you make a lot of money and can't stack enough
Spend it on the strippers and the prostitutes
Do what you gotta do
No SoundScans got your record label hot at you
They droppin you, two years ago we was poppin you
You was talkin shit about nobody stoppin you
I told the lil' homey a long time ago
If you put your mind to it, you can find some dough
It don't matter, even if yo' pockets kinda low
All you gotta do is knock a fine ass hoe
Fuck that bitch like a porno star
Walk her to the corner I bet she won't go far
I knew the day would come when you would notice it
Get wise and realize bein broke ain't shit

[Chorus: Too $hort]
That's why I'm pimpin, all the time
Gettin hoes to give me money, I'm gettin mine
You know I ain't lyin
Cause what I spend and what I'm ridin is the shit
That's why I do this; straight pimpin, all the time
If you see my bitch hoein, I'm gettin mine
You know I ain't lyin, tricks love what I'm supplyin
It's the shit, that's why I do this

[Too $hort:]
It's been around a long time
Pimpin, manipulatin minds, prostitutin women
Pussy - is worth a lot of money
She says that everyday you gotta pay me when you want me
Tricks like to fuck and do that freaky shit
You know I kick my hoe ass, she don't bring me gifts
I'm talkin cold cash money, nothin else'll do
Get my money bitch you better fuck until he's through
Make that trick come quick, and don't stop him
And if he's slippin, you better rob him
Go out and turn another date, don't hesitate
You know daddy loves you when you keep my money straight
You ride the best cars, eat good, and drink fat
You can't do this shit without me don't you ever think that
Recognize my bald head and my gangsta limp
Damn it feels good to be a pimp

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
I hear you squares, you try to criticize us players
But when the pussy's on sale I see you always there
A good customer, you know yo' game ain't tough
And even though we came up doin all the same stuff
I'm a pimp, I turn a bitch out quick
Have her standin on the corner tryin to get some dick
Lay on yo' back bitch, and get my cash
Cause if you don't, I gotta kick yo' ass
Fuck all that drama
This ain't HBO I whup you like yo' momma
If you don't pay me hoe, I do this everyday
I check bitches and get paid
I want the money I ain't tryin to get laid
Ain't nuttin new about this shit, it's the oldest profession
Sellin pussy while it's snowin at the coldest intersection
I know how you feel about me, you love me
Turnin tricks thinkin of me

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
All the time..

 

[fox69]

"Analyze The Game"

"Analyze The Game"


Why.. why she hoein man?
Why's she hoein, you ain't knowin? Oh you know why
Why is she prostitutin her body.. BEITCH!

[Chorus: Too $hort]
Analyze the game and tell me why; cause pimpin won't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy; the pimpin won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why; cause pimpin can't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy - pimpin won't die bitch

[Too $hort:]
Why she hoein, you ain't knowin..
.. about all them dicks she be blowin, bitch where you goin?
Bring yo' ass back, here right now
Cook my food, and clean my house
Put my dick, in yo' mouth
Hell naw bitch you ain't goin out
You better realize she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo'sho' I'm a player
She ain't really happy 'less she lickin a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin an' shit
You can't train the pussy, by lockin it up
Raw dickin the pussy, and knockin it up (nope)
She still gon' be a ho and a baby by you don't mean shit
What kind of player are you? Let's get rich
Run the game with no glitch
Look her in the eye and say BEITCH!

[Chorus:]
Analyze the game and tell me why; cause pimpin won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy; the pimpin won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why
Y'know the pimpin can't die BEITCH
As long as you believe I'll never lie - can't die..

[Too $hort:]
Ain't no need, for you to front (nope)
Keep it real with these hoes, they give you what you want
Tell the bitch, you wanna fuck (yup)
If she say no.. so what?
Cause all you really wanna do is get this cash
Pull hundred dollar bills out a bitch's ass
Too many niggaz with the wrong agenda
Can't love the bitch, turned around to pimp her
Make your wife your ho, and your ho your wife
You can't do this dumb shit your whole life
That ain't pimpin - you need to let that go
Run home to your wife and forget that ho

[Chorus:]
Analyze the game and tell me why (tell me why).. it won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy; this pimpin won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why; the pimpin won't die
As long as you believe I'll never tell a lie - it can't die..

[Too $hort:]
Nigga you all straight lines and fo' corners
Squarer than a motherfucker, Oakland California
That's where I got my name, I never could change
Runnin through the streets of the O is to blame mayne
You always frontin - whassup wit you?
You either do what you told or tell people what to do
Are you a boss or a worker - you big pimpin
All by yourself and ain't got no women

[Chorus:]
Analyze the game, please tell me why.. the pimpin won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy.. pimpin can't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why.. y'know the pimpin won't die
As long as you believe I'll never lie - pimps up hoes down beatch

Analyze the game and tell me why (tell me why) - it won't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy; the pimpin won't die
Analyze the game and tell me why (tell me why) - can't die
All my bitches know I don't lie - this pimpin will never die

Beitch!

 

[fox69]

"Anything Is Possible"

"Anything Is Possible"


[Too $hort:]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is......

Anything is possible try hard
It ain't logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinums
And I am still clowin
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke nigga
Dreamin about brodes and smoking bigger
Dedicated to the rap game
Too $hort I know you know that name
2000 makes me a 20 year veterian
Still making money and I don't stop rapping
Thats my motto even if you niggas hit the lotto
You never could win not until I go
I know you squares can't hang with me
What you talking about you can't spit this game like me
Some of y'all suckers need to fall in love
And stay there and quit trying to be a player
Fuck around and fuck your life up
Or a tramp ass bitch with a nice butt
You should of went to collage
Got your degree and a job stop trying to be like me
It's too hard cause you don't even know this streets
And me I mack this hoes with need
See and you all you do is smoke that weed
She broke your heart and got you on your knees
But me I know how to treat a bitch
Fuck all that nice ass sweethard shit
Suck my dick now thats foreplay
Now I am about to fuck you on the floor in the doorway
Treat you like a hoe okay? you like that
Leave when I am finished and say I'll be right back
Bitch! you already knew what it was
Whats a dogg like me going to do with your love
I drive it down the street tied to my bumper
I don't care how find she is
I am trying to dump her
I already fucked her
You need to get on bitch and find you a sucker
Get married divorced and get half
Maybe you should reason with her before she gets mad
Or maybe my nigga you should slap that bitch
If not then you need to snatch that bitch
By the throught and let her know this is how it goes
Say whats on your mind, now she knows
Some of y'all ladies need to check your man
For acting like a bitch every time he gets a chance
Backslap him tell him shut up and stop crying
And stop all that wineing
Bitch ass nigga you need to buy yourself some business
And quit askin all them motherfucking questions
Ain't no slaves around here
Ain't nobody gettin payed around here
It's all true about this hoes and me
You ain't got no game you don't know what she needs
Lame than a motherfucker about this mack shit
Still letting bitchs monipulate your actions
When you going learn how to wear the pants
Try and give this real player rythem a chance
It's all about the money and feeding your family
If I am macking hoes and you can't stand me
Keep my name out your ????? mouth
You hate a player and I find out
I might fuck your bitch little sister or your momma
More than one time just to add to the drama
Give you something to talk about
Life long trick learn your mouth
Cause I don't stop macking and I am always rapping
I fucked your little sister but I was just praticing
Short little bitch I picked her up
Diggin this big ass dick in her gut
I let her walk the funny
Whats wrong $hort Dogg last night got his fuck on
And you was trying to hate me I got cha
I fucked your little sister nigga anything is possible

[Too $hort spoken:]
Back on the mircophone
$hort Dogg
Thats right beyeeeeeatch!
Been in doing this way too long
20 years on the motherfucking mircophone
Yeah you know all the fucking gold and platinum
Anything is possible

 

[fox69]

"Baby D"
(feat. Baby D)

"Baby D"
(feat. Baby D)



[Too $hort talking:]
Eh yo Baby D, get yo lil ass over here on tha mic man, an show these
Other lil niggaz, they can't fuck wit the Dangerous Crew man, spit that
Shit, fo' $hort Dog.

[Baby D:]
This is out fo dogs, wit tha fake attack,
I put it out two times, now I'm bringin it back,
Wit a whole lot of me,
The Baby D,
You slippin westsider,
But it don't mean shit to me,
I'm the youngest in the Crew from the Oak-Town,
An when I come through,
I lay you niggaz down,
So what up,
Get yo gloves an stuff,
It's the Dangerous Crew, ain't no love fo punks,
An if you dont know what to do, when I come through,
Let this young mack show you,
Grab the mic, an tighten up yo lyrics,
If it ain't real, I ain't really tryin to hear it,
See another MC's gettin mad as hell,
Ain't nuthin mo funky than to be himself,
I gotta make a knot,
While I shake the spot,
Cuz I can't be stopped.

[Too $hort talking:]
Lil mutha fucka spittin that shit y'all, that's how we do it in East
Oakland, you know what I'm sayin, Dangerous Crew representin, next
Generation step up baby.

[Baby D:]
Baby D takin over like doja,
Open ya up wit that north west explosion,
Then I'm coastin,
(What ya doin nigga??),
Runnin from the scene wit the ghost like Moses,
I gotta let em know,
If they mess wit the Dangerous they always know,
So get on,
Befo you get spit on,
I'm rollin in knee high, no lie,
Finna get my grip on,
From mornin to night, I keep it tight,
Aiight,
Dangerous Crew fo life.

[Too $hort talking:]
Yeah that's juss a lil sample y'all, Baby D comin through, 1996,
Dangerous Crew, my nigga ain't but 10 years old y'all, so, umm, before
You start dissin, you betta try an listen, cuz, he got sumpthin fo the
Future that you lil 'ol niggaz can't fuck wit. So Baby D, I'm a tell em
Like this, since I know yo mama might get mad if you tell em....
BIATCH!!

 

[fox69]

"Back Back"
(feat. Bishop Of Crunk)

"Back Back"
(feat. Bishop Of Crunk)



[12 seconds of background conversation to start]

[Too $hort]
We got a new dance (ay let's see it)
It's called the Back Back (let's see it)
Let's do it baby

Back Back (back back) Back Back (back back)
Back Back (back back) Back Back (back back)

When I walked in the door first thing I saw
Was you drinkin at the bar, doin it all
Dancin like I never seen it done before
You don't need a dance partner on the floor
You just bounce that ass like it's goin out of style
Love the way the music sound, goin hella wild
Another time, another zone
It's like yo' ass got a mind of it's own
It keeps sayin I don't wanna be alone
We need to swap numbers, I'll call you later on
And since I made your favorite song
It's alright tonight, don't do a player wrong
Your booty goes on and on
You could stand still and it won't be long
Before it moves, I love the way your panties shake
I heard your booty got banned in twenty states

[Chorus: Bishop of Crunk (Too $hort)]
BACK BACK! (Girl you 'bout to hurt somebody)
BACK BACK! (On the dance floor workin the party)
(That Lil' Jon beat got her freakin again)
(That's how her momma used to dance on that Seagram's gin)
BACK BACK! (That booty cain't stop)
BACK BACK! (Can you make it drop?)
(They been shakin like that since the 80's)
(Man they ain't never gon' stop, are you crazy?)

[Too $hort]
Even when you sit in a chair, you still keep bouncin
Put it right here and I will be pouncin
Watch how I slide on up
I might need a saddle, to ride that butt
Girl you think it's wide enough?
Can I plug it in the wall, and light it up?
Does it come with an instruction manual?
Can I twist yo' knobs while I touch yo' handles?
Can I see you do it booty butt-naked?
Back Back, girl you too wild you gon' break it
Damn! I thought it was mine
But my dick belongs to you since you started to grind
I see why they call it a crime
A woman like you is hard to find
The way you twerk that junky, make it funky
Cain't take this from me girl shake that monkey!

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Too $hort]
Damn baby, how you move like that?
Is it the music or the way that I do my rap?
I wanna sick my dog, on yo' cat
Cause I love the way you do the Back Back
Just bounce that ass 'til you cain't no mo'
'Til your cheeks start to sag and you can't go low
When your arthritis kicks in at 44
Keep shakin that ass like a hoe
20 years from now she'll still get down
And booty shakin music'll still be around
It's a family tradition, cain't let it die
You saw that ass shake, that's how he met his wife
I'm up all night, me and my whole crew
Don't hate cause it's late when I roll through
In the middle of the night, tryin to get in your mind
I'ma wiggle in tight and I'ma hit from behind
So Back Back! - Whoa, did you see that mayne?
Girl stop playin don't change a thang
Watchin you dance I almost came
The way you shakin that ass is insane
I, cain't believe my eyes
I can see from the rear what's between your thighs
Took two steps back and realized
Yo' ass is a real prize

[Bishop of Crunk]
Back Back!
Let me slap that ass, let me slap that ass
Back Back! {?} yo' ass
Shorty move that shit, ass hit like this
Ass so quick make that booty wanna split

 

[fox69]

"Bad Ways"
(feat. Joe Riz, Murda One, Studd)

"Bad Ways"
(feat. Joe Riz, Murda One, Studd)



Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucka!!

[Studd:]
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take that palve' off nigga,
Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin in the eastside of San Pedro Park,
I smoke a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked
This lil' broad said I'm livin in my last days,
My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin what she done,
It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself cause I'm a grown man,
A bad man, survival is whatever you can
You think you know it, flossin but I know you's a bitch,
Cause I be watchin, tryin to get my rob on this shit,
See niggas underestimate the city that I claim,
Where I am niggas sayin what the fuck is gangbang
Hard livin mothafucka represent your turf, your side of town,
You know thats where the fuck I'm found
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree,
Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee
Cause I'm the nigga says crime do pay,
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways

Real bad ass ways (bad ways)
Real bad ass ways (you got bad ways)
Real bad ass ways
Get glock cause it pays

[Murda One:]
From city to city, state to state,
I'm checkin my game with my muthafuckin trusted 38
But wait bubonic at an all time low,
Gotta hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'
Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless ass vibe,
We copped another sack so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
I recommend mothafuckin hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with this on any day,
Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin bad ass ways

Bad ass ways (you know it mothafuckas)
Real bad ass ways
Real bad ass ways

[Joe Riz:]
I'm livin live on hinges, when niggas in Benzes I'm broke,
I'm givin nothin but hell y'all its cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime,
Of hurtin ass shit that I faced the last time
My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin it all of my chest
Yes the struggle grab me, hatin better have me,
Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos,
If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin it remind me,
Of the shit that I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin high for days cause what I'm doin it pays,
They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (real bad ass ways)
They hate my bad ways (real bad ass ways)

[Too $hort:]
I've been a player for years, this aint no rappers dream,
You leavin messages, on her answering machine
I'm in the bed, listenin, laughin, ticklin, giglin, kickin it,
Nigga I be stickin it
You was hugged up with her when I met her,
She gave me that look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over there,
Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim,
What about your man, she said "Fuck him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz,
Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends
$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction,
Now you runnin round like a fatal attraction
Cause I been in the pussy for the last few days,
Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (real bad ass ways)
Beyotch

 

[fox69]

"Baller"
(feat. David Banner)

"Baller"
(feat. David Banner)



[David] Ha hahaha! I ain't gotta say much... $hort, YEAH!
[$hort] So you wanna be a baller?
[David] David Banner~! Big Face
[$hort] You wanna get paid?

[Too $hort]
You gotta keep tryin, just don't give up
Can't get on your feet cause you just won't get up
You dream about havin nice things but you don't have a plan
How you gon' get it, from your Uncle Sam?
Your welfare check can't buy a house and a Benz
What'chu wanna be, a mouse or a man?
You need a hustle, somethin that'll make some cash
Don't step on the gas, you're goin way too fast
In your new sports car, you're dreamin again!
Snap out of it - I know you're fiendin to win
You need to start from the beginnin, get a paper and pen
What'chu like to do, what's your favorite thing?
There's gotta be somethin you can do wit'cha life
Sell things that a whole bunch of people will buy
Make a lot of profits, make bank deposits
Wanna live like this, here's a shoe, how's it fit?

[Chorus: Too $hort (Banner)]
How you gon' ball if you got no hustle
How you gon' pimp if you got no game (YEAH!)
How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle
Your life ain't right cause you so damn lame (YEAH!)
Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle
How you gon' pimp if you got no game (YEAH!)
How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle
Your life ain't right cause you so damn lame (YEAH!)

[David Banner]
Niggaz wanna play with they life but won't play with they kids
They'll ball for these hoes but won't invest shit
Go to church and pray to blue eyes, church is for them pew thighs
Supersized by fries, I pimp a lot of bitches
but I'd rather save yo' lives
I'm from a place where they hung black folks
Where a bird can be whipped from some raw AND dope
Now you broke cause you smoke and you don't got a job
Man get up off yo' ass and do just like Todd~!
Sell yo' shit up out the trunk
Stop hatin other niggaz you can get what you want
You can get what you need without makin others bleed
I'm the master of the P-U-S-S-E
Oops I meant Y, others gotta die
Just to help sorry-ass lames get by
Now you'll let a bird die if you saw a bush
But you're pussy in the hood nigga, come get douched
Yeah nigga!

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
When you finally start makin some dough
You gotta work a lot harder, way more than befo'
It ain't hard to get in, but it's hard to stay
When you start pimpin it's all night all day
Non-stop, gettin it, then you start kickin it
Out with some hoes, later on you'll be stickin it
Move forward and continue to do what men do
Gettin money cause it's in you

[David Banner]
Or maybe bein a man ain't in you, you BITCH
You can sell out your own just so you can get rich
No soul, no vibe, but you sportin a cross
Man the truth is you're tired and your spirit is lost!
I've been baptized in dirt, pull your panties up nigga
Rather shoot ya in your mind instead of blowin out your liver
David Banner, Mississippi until the day that I die
You can make it in this world, stand up nigga try

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Be My Dirty Love"

"Be My Dirty Love"


[singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2x while Short spits]

Ain't nuttin changed.. Short Dawg
Sheezee.. sheezee

[singer croons "be my.. (be my) dirty love (dirty love)" 2x]

Much love y'all
Short Dawg's in this

[Verse One: Too $hort]
I'm high profile, but you can't see me hoe
Got limosine tint like a real CEO
Hands free, talkin on the speaker phone
Handlin my business, just tryin to get my freak on
You know, bitches always beepin me with code 69
I'm real with mine, I make hoes wait in line
Can't fuck em all, and don't want to
Cause some of these tramps might front you (watch out)
You waited six months, I fucked her on the first date
And so I smoke the green weed to keep my mind straight
It's Friday, doin shit my way
Me and yo' bitch, rollin down the highway (right)
While you shootin that.. she gave it up easy
Fore-a-play and all that, wasn't tryin to tease me
Now you wanna feud, fuck that shit (slut)
Let's fight behind a lady, not that punk ass bitch

[singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2x while Short spits]

Watch em.. keep your eyes open
Doesn't make sense

[Verse Two: Too $hort]
Now here I go, spittin another verse
Let the pen read my mind cause the shit ain't rehearsed
I'm so curious, about what this fat bitch have
A big bag of weed and a pack of zig-zags (smokin)
So I kicked it with her, with no intentions to fuck
Smoked up her weed and got my dick sucked (yeah right)
I said I got a lot of money but I'm short on cash
Could you give a nigga some so I can get some gas? (stupid shit)
She gave me twenty dollars, I know it's small pimpin
But it's mandatory, when I deal with all women (all these hoes)
It ain't gon' be no one-sided, I support her shit
Just because she hurt, Too $hort got a grip, beyitch!
I break it down, like the beat
Ride you like a motherfuckin seventy-three
Old school, everytime I roll through
All you suckers know who all the bitches go to, Short Dawg

[singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2x while Short spits]

Fuck a bitch.. they fuck with you main
Foul mouthed little motherfuckers.. ?

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
It's cause rap music is like sellin dope
Every dollar you invest you get seven mo' (and that's real)
I hope you never ask me, how much it costs
If you can't figure out how the fuck I floss (big ballin)
You better get in where you fit in
Cause a nigga like me ain't kiddin (no jokes)
Here come her boyfriend, with that narrow minded shit
Kissin on the bitch, she sucked e'rybody dick (slut)
Don't get mad, you knew the bitch had flaws
Ridin in the Benz (bitch) dick hangin out my drawers..
.. now why she give me head? (why?)
All she ever wanted was to get in my bed
I ain't gotta be a trick to tramp your hoe (nope)
I spit the game like a pimp while I'm ridin chrome
I had a dream I was through, can't sell records
Can't catch hoes, bring em home and get naked (what?)
It's not the first time, I had this dream
But music is my drug and I'm a dopefiend (straight)
The way I put it down, it don't seem too hard
Scorin points like Kareem-Abdul Jabbar (swish)
And if you tryin to catch me, you'll find out fast
What you tryin to do is an impossible task (can't do it)
Cause what I'm doin (can't do that) no rapper ever did it
(can't do that) Eleven albums and I'm still the shit, bitch!

[singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2x while Short spits]

Can't do that.. nah nah.. ain't gon' happen
Old school Too $hort, that's right I said Too $hort

[singer croons "be my.. (be my) dirty love (dirty love)" 2x]

We go way back, youknowhatI'msayin?
Buy you some motherfuckin business
Get up out the madness

 

[fox69]

"Bitch I'm A Pimp"

"Bitch I'm A Pimp"


[Intro/Chorus]
I dress like a peeimp, I walk like a peeimp
I talk like a pimp cause BITCH I'm a peeimp
I floss like a peeimp, I'm boss like a peeimp
Sock it to my pocket cause BITCH I'm a peeimp

Whassup motherfucker? You know me
They say when you grow up what you gon' be?
I was nine years old when I figured it out
and ten years later young nigga was 'BOUT IT
I'm straight laced in the O-A-K
So I already know what a hoe gon' say
They all wanna join the team
Hang around daddy while I do my thing
Get your ass in the car, gimme a stack
Fuck that shit, bitch sit in the back
You see that 6? It cost big money
Lil' Japanese hoe bought that for me
She's so good, she's so sweet
Pussy so tight make the chick skeet skeet
Everybody know whassup with me
So if you ever see me rollin down the street
BEITCH!

[Chorus]

Bitch I'm a pimp for real
Break this hoe then she can feel
I'm a mack in the 'llac on vogues
But my hat don't match my clothes
Fake pimps don't make no money
You got one I got EIGHT snow bunnies
Bitch I been a vet
All my hoes on the internet
But that ain't what you wanna hear
I ain't put a bitch on the corner in years
How the fuck do I get these women?
I guess you can call it high-tech pimpin
Hoes like to buy me things
New cars, new diamond rings
You wanna make daddy happy?
Sell them tricks that Laffy Taffy

[Chorus]

Trick nigga you don't ball like this
Holdin hands at the mall with a bitch
Shoppin spree and everythang's on you
But don't tell the bitch what you ain't gon' do
Cause she gon' check you, disrespect you
All she gotta say is, "I want that too"
You know love gets better with time
And yo' credit cards don't never decline
Keep swipin, don't stop it
It ain't trickin if you got it
You think she earned it mane?
Listen real close nigga learn some game

[Chorus - 3X]