Too Short

[fox69]

"Chase The Cat"
(feat. Dolla Will)

"Chase The Cat"
(feat. Dolla Will)



[Too $hort:]
Why..
Why..

I'm a junkie, lookin through my book
I can't be cured, I know I'm hooked
I gotta get out the house, I'm so hard
Chasin that cat all over the yard
But why, do I chase the cat?
Been at it so long since way back
Why would I wanna be a player for life?
Spittin this game every day and night
I'm talkin, body language, facial expressions
Fuck a flight attendant on a layover session
She's servin my dick
Fallin in love, but she ain't my bitch
Why do I need to be in between her
Since the first time I seen her?
Hit it from behind, now she wanna be mine
I'm all up in her feline

[Chorus - Dolla Will:]
Why must I, chase the cat?
She got ghetto ways, plus she pays, give me my money
Why must I, chase the cat?
You see ain't nothin changed, but the game, pimpin ain't easy

[Dolla Will:]
Uh, bein settled down, just ain't for me
Hold hands, walkin down the aisle, bout to get married
I thought that once, will never think it again
Cause I'm a player in the game and I'm playin to win
It's too many fine hoes to be stuck with one
Too many wet pussies just to be fuckin one, shit
It's like a disease, like JT in "Five Heartbeats"
It's impossible for me to be with one freak
You can't live with me, you can't live without 'em
I never would trust a bitch and I don't doubt 'em
Cause I'm a dog that love to chase the cat
If you a fine bitch, I might put my face in that
If you do me first, then I'll do you
And the game jumps off when the bitch is through
Hoes nowadays be as bad as us
They love to suck fuck and bust fat ass nuts

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
Ever since I was a youngster, new to the game
I was goin to the mall, baby what's your name
And your number - I never been under
Always been a outright player no wonder
I been through so many hoes in the last 20 years
Bitch gettin fucked, bring her ass up in here
I keep two or three hoes on deck
Too $hort baby don't take no shit
I'm a pussy junkie, and bitches always want me
But my first love is money
And I'll forever be faithful to her
I won't give her to a bitch just to do her
And play with her kitty
Got some nigga's name tattooed on her titty
I see a gat and jump the fence
My name is $hort Dog and I'm a pimp, bitch

[Chorus - Dolla Will:]
Why must I, chase the cat?
Cause you know.. she's a ho..
Why must I, chase the cat?
Whaddya know.. she gives me dough..
Why must I, chase the cat?
She got ghetto ways, plus she pays, give me my money

 

[fox69]

"Checking My Hoes"
(feat. Birdman & Jazze Pha)

"Checking My Hoes"
(feat. Birdman & Jazze Pha)



[Intro/Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Hoes, hoes
Just checking my
Hoes, hoes
I like the way
I like the way she turn a nigga on
Put it in her mouth
She brings me paper
Takin niggaz home, turnin niggaz out

[Too $hort]
See I made up my mind when I was only a child
That I would hang with the big dogs, runnin wild
In the streets chasin cats, they lace these macks
Everywhere you go you know we take these gats
So they treat us like kings, they never try to play us
They wanna play with us cause they know why we players
I got it from my daddy, boy go tell your momma
I'm watchin cartoons man, I won't, I'ma just
keep it to myself, and when I'm grown
I'ma get a lot of women and get my pimp on
Like you, and now that's what I do
Got a bunch of broads just like the fuck I knew
I ride through with a few, only top notches
Hoes so fast you can't use stopwatches
Untyin 'em, so when you firin 'em
Bend a bitch over try to rip out the linin

[Chorus]

[Birdman]
It's the pimps of the pimps player
Went at hollered at $hort, come pimp with a player beotch!
Baby girl, this our year
You see them Lexus Coupes, so mine don't fear
Gorilla pimpin, born hustlers
slash, the number one stunna
We them hood rich niggaz been ghetto bound
We worldwide hustlin, we ride Uptown
It's the same ol' nigga with the platinum mouth
If ye ain't got no food I ain't goin in ya house
A lil' nigga, freshly chilled
Ma, I don't drink no beer
I'm the big type nigga in that frozen weather
Chinchilla, rammin on that soft-ass leather
I'll fly in any weather, I pluck my own feather
Swine on the G9, pocket full of cheddar beotch!

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
Got new bitches, quite a few bitches
Too many hoes, that's my life, and you wish
it was just a bunch of lies, cause you know it's the truth
I stick and move cause these hoes'll do
just about anything for the low-low
Sometimes I daydream about my old hoes
But mostly I just look for a bitch like Stella
Do what I tell her, and get my mozzarella

[Birdman]
I'll break a brick like I'll break a bitch
Run a hundred miles to put some wheels on a whip
Kool-Aid, candy bars, Cadillac, whip
Silver and gold, barbecue out bitch!
On them slab kitted out real slick
Mommy dressed up in her brand new fit
Tailor made Louis and she ridin on 23's
D-boy, Birdgirl, I know you know me

[Chorus]

[Too $hort over Chorus]
We ain't worried about how to treat a itch
Bitch better worry about how to treat us
Yeah, bitch, rub my back

[second half of Chorus]

[Too $hort - still over Chorus]
Suck my dick, cook my breakfast bitch
Yeah, when you wash the dishes get your ass back in bed

[Chorus]

[second half of Chorus]

[Too $hort - over Chorus again]
Yeah
Pimp shit! Jazze Pha
Big Baby
Short Dawg, so real

You know we love it
Love the way these hoes treat us
Oh we so special!

 

[fox69]

"Choosin'"

"Choosin'"


[Jazze Pha:]
Ladies and gentlemen (Whoa)
I'd like to introduce y'all
To somebody you already know
A Mac, A Man
$hort Dizzle

[Chorus:]
Short enough to get chose tonight
Ridin' my leather and wood, hey
Hit the door I feel dynamite
And all the fly girls lookin' so good, choosin'
You choosin' aint he (Go ahead daddy)
You choosin' aint he (Go ahead daddy)
You choosin' aint he (Go ahead daddy)
You choosin' aint he (Go ahead daddy)

[Too $hort:]
I'm slammin' Cadillac doors
White drop top wit the brand new vogues
Laced rolex still spittin' the flows
How can I retire still pimpin' the hoes
Suited from my head to my toes
Player got some money
You can tell by the clothes
Why they call me Too $hort
No one knows
Cuz when I pull it grows, and it grows, and it grows (Ooh Wee)
I told her "Get in the car"
Passed her the dro
She was hittin' it hard
But don't jump in my car trynna check out the ride
If you don't need a little sex in yo life

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
I left and came back in the Benz
"Who's that nigga?" she was askin' her friends
They didn't answer so she asked again
"It's Too $hort baby that mackin' ass pimp"
I came wit my girl but I still don't care
Light skin sexy wit some real long hair
I like 'em wit the big 'ol butts
Say "what's up" and then dig in her guts (What's up ho?)
She shook my hand
Slipped me her number
But I don't have to sneak
Just keep things on the under
It's all out and clear when I'm doin' my thang
And I'm always true to the game

[Chorus]

[Jagged Edge:]
All eyes on me
Soon as I stepped in the club (sippin')
Got a bottle, lots of models standin' on stuck
Pocket full of money and stuff
That's the way we do it when you off in the club wit me
$hort and J.E. P-I-M-P
Two of the baddest in the history
You mad cuz we straight to the V.I.P
Plus yo girl keeps choosin' me
I might not be number one but I'm a definite stunna
You might catch me in the club on a come up
And don't hate me when you see them hoes run up
Cuz we be ridin' wit the toast no butter
I'm just trynna cut all the little cut up
All these broads just straight up choosin'
$hort and twin can't be no loosin'
A couple back shots
Girl I'm cruisin' somethin' yeah

[Chorus til end]

[Jazze Pha talking:]
This is a Jazze Phizzle producshizzle, uh huh
$hort Dizzle, huh-huh
$hort Denzel
Cuz we bout to drive the hoes crazy on this one (Crazy Daddy) whoo!
Pull a big Cybil Shepherd type (oooh wee)
Ya smell me, oh boy
We gon' take this to Hollow Denzel
Thissle (Oh Boy)
Look at them twins

 

[fox69]

"City Of Dope"

"City Of Dope"


City of Dope, I call it Oak
Can't be broke, selling coke
Fat ropes, shattered hopes
Fresh cars and all that dope
Baseheads keep the trade alive
Nobody know about a 9 to 5
Everybody's just trying to survive
You need a gun, can't use those knives
You got a bullet? Well just pull it
And if you trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psychomaniac sick in his head
Wanna be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new drop-top white Corvette
Now he's buying keys, making G's
And all the girls say "Won't you please
Take me" In the City of Dope

See I'm hard as hell, no ghetto tale
You play a gun, but the game is real
You want to stop my money, how?
You keep smoking, I'm selling out
It's called the City of Dope, might be your town
Get a piece of the rock, turn your life around
So cool, don't even trip
You got the sack, get on the tip
A resident in the City of Dope
And every day I'm selling coke
I'm never broke, I don't smoke
I sold a rock and made you have a stroke
Pay cold cash you know, I won't need Bruno
I'll hit you with my gat and then I won't come back
Like ym peanut butter top with the candy paint
All the high school tenders drop down and faint
In the City of Dope

Life in a coke town, heard it before
Think it's all been said, but it's so much more
It's like midnight, slanging rock
Task force just hit the block
Time to make a move, the spot got hot
You chase a cop, homeboy why not?
She lit the match and light the crack
Ain't giving no bitches no kind of slack
Or if you're playing the game, you're thinking the same
Goddamn that rock cocaine
I've seen a lot of my friends go off that pipe
And every night smoke coke that's white
So when you get up, man, there you go
You and that pipe just dogging the hoes
In the City of Dope, and the story goes
Want to be like free, breaking millions of loaves
In the City of Dope, where the color is gold
On your neck, and your fingers, and your brand new Rolls
Enough said, but my rap won't end
It's on a one way trip to San Quinten
Like you my friend, ain't nothing new
You want to grind that boat til it's way past two
You say it's not easy, that you're so hard
Sporting gold tone Z's, not credit cards
Got clout turn 'em out, you got bitches
You say you're not fake, but I'm telling you this is
The City of Dope, might be your world
Get a beeper homeboy and just sell that girl
I'm from the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
In the City of Dope

Smoking weed, rolling 'em fat
You wonder where the boy learned to act like that
Hey was raised in the ghetto and felt the need
To roll a fat joint and smoke that weed
But the tale goes on and years went by
Another drug came and the boy got high
Ever since that day, he just wasn't the same
Where I come from, we call it "rock cocaine"
Where you come from, you might call it "crack"
But wherever he went, you see he never came back
I tried to tell the motherfucker, but he don't know
I say to coke, "Pimp that ho"
I don't live in a mansion but I drive a Benz
Cut to the turf and collect my ends
Say "Look here freak, kick me down
I don't have time to talk right now"
Got to go to, my next hoe
And get kicked down, a little more
Left right left, down the street
Getting paid freak by freak
There you see me, there you don't
You wonder will I, or won't
Is it yes, is it no?
But does it really matter you freaky hoe?
In the City of Dope

 

[fox69]

"Cocktales"

"Cocktales"


H-E-A-D,
All you washed up hoes tryin to throw that P
You're just a big freak, you better not complain,
When you hear these cocktails and you hear your name.
If you a fake bitch, ain't no thing
I'll pick up the phone and call Janine.
If I call Marie, I know for a fact
I'm gettin fucked in my drop top cadillac
I met this freak named Naomi
Straight dick sucker worked me and my homies.
She had a girlfriend, her name was Vicki
I pulled her to the side and let her suck my dick.
She was fine as fuck, but can't fuck with Tina
Tina, Tina, the sperm cleana.
I took her to my house and told her strip
Baby got freaky-started doing the splits.
I said, "Bitch!!! Do what you want
Cause this true blue mack won't even front".
I fucked her with my finger, she tried to cum
Pussy so tight, it wouldn't give me none
I'm Too $hort baby couldn't be no punk
I'm trying to get freaky cause I love the funk
My dick is big and her nigga had a little one,
I didn't fuck her freaky ass, but it was still fun.
I know you stop and wonder just what it is..
It's the California lifestyle that I live.
My name is Short, my game is long
I freak these hoes and sing these songs.
I know this girl named Annette
Get her all alone and she'll suck your dick
Hella freaky...won't say no for shit
You and her all alone, nigga that's your bitch.
I know another freak her name's Joanne
I always get the pussy cuz I know I can
Finest bitch around, ain't got no man
Everytime she cross my mind I go fuck her again.
She's like another bitch named Christine
Bitch so dumb, I named her misdemeanor
Cuz it had to be a crime to be that dumb
I took her to my house and she let me cum in her mouth
You know I did all that shit
She got my number, if she beep me, I'm gonna call that bitch,
And go dig in them guts like a gardener,
If she starts screamin', I'm gonna fuck the bitch harder.
Cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales I tell so well
You don't like my dirty rap you can go to hell
Cuz SAhort Dogg's on the mike tellin' cocktails.
I meet the groupies, hookers like Kathy,
Fucking M.C.'s cause she's so nasty,
See her backstage trying to throw that ass,
She just like the freaks and she had to pass me that pussy
You can't stop the bitch
Let her roll on my rolls then I drop the bitch
My name is Short my game is long
I freak these hoes and sing these songs.
I know another girl named Stephanie
Do anything she can to have sex with me
She really don't bring out the best in me
But I love her fine ass laying next to me.
She's like another freak named Nicole
So damn sprung on my diamonds and gold
I took her to my house, she gave me the panties
I fucked her so good she told her friend named Angie.
Angie called me up about two weeks later
Talking some shit about do me player
So I did her just like Tamara,
Taking naked pictures with my poloroid camera.
Next they told a girl named Rocquelle
Got my skin all under her fingernails
She was diggin in my back while I grind the shit
That was way back now I can't find the bitch
But if I do, I'll probably do the same again
Break the bitch for everything cuz I came to pimp.
I'm Too Short baby, I don't stop mackin
I grab the microphone and I don't stop rappin
You can bet your life as I spit these raps
I'll be fucking em' up like that...BITCH.
I know another trick her name was Shery,
I had to cut her loose cuz she wanted to get married
Pussy so good and I do mean very...
SOmetimes it's shaved and sometimes it's hairy.
I'm Short Dogg ain't nothing nice
You ever make me mad and I'll fuck your wife
Have fun with your bitch and have her sprung on my dick.
I guess I'll pull it out and just cum on your bitch
Like my other little tramp named Erika
ANywhere I want to fuck that's where I fuck
Cuz she's the freakiest bitch in America
Everytime I get the pussy I just tear it up....
Cuz these are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
Cuz Short Dogg is on the mike telling cocktales!!!!!!!!!

 

[fox69]

"Cocktales (Radio Edit)"

"Cocktales (Radio Edit)"


Cause these are the tales, the Freaky Tales
These are the Tales that I cherrish so well.
You don't like my dirty rap, you can go to hell
Cause Short Dog's on the mic spittin Cocktales.

H - E - A - D
All you washed up girls tryin to throw that P.
You're just a big freak, you better not complain
When you hear these Cocktales and you hear your name.
If you're takin, it ain't no thing
I'll pick up the phone and call Janine.
If I call Marie, I know for a fact
I'll get worked in my drop top cadillac.
I met this freak -- named Naomi
Straight head doctor, worked me and my homies.
She had a best friend, her name was Vicki
I pulled her to the side and let her lick me.
She was fine as hell, but not fine and Tina
Tina, Tina, the dick cleana!
I took her to my house and I told her, "strip!"
Baby got freaky -- started doing the splits.
I said, "Tina, you can do what you want
Cause a true blue mack won't even front."
I *** with my ***, she tried to ***
She was so ***, wouldn't give me none.
I'm sir Too $hort couldn't be no punk
I'm trying to get funky cause I love the funk.
Minus *** and her man had a little one
I didn't *** freaky ass, but it was still fun.
I know you stop and wonder what it is
It's the California lifestyle that I live.
Roll em up fat and take me a puff
And tell everybody about this freaky stuff.
I know this girl name Annette
Get her all alone and she'll do like this.
She'll freak you -- won't say no at all
Get her all alone and she'll have a ball.
I know another freak, her name's Jo Ann
I always like to *** cause I know I can.
Finest thing around, ain't got no man
Everytime she cross my mind, I go *** again.
She's like another freak named Christine
So damn dumb, I named her misdemeanor.
Cause it had to be a crime to be dumb
I toll her to my house and she let me cumm
In her mouth -- You know I work all in tip
She got my number, if she beeps me, I'm a call the trick.
And go diggin them gutts like the gardener
If she starts screamin, I'm a hump a little harder.

[Chorus:]
Cause these are the tales, the Freaky Tales
These are the Tales that I cherrish so well.
You don't like my dirty rap, you can go to hell
Cause Short Dog's on the mic spittin Cocktales.

I meet the groupies -- hookers like Cathy
Fuck a MC cause she's so nasty.
See her backstage tryin to throw that ass
She's just like the freaks, so she had to pass
Me that funk -- You can't stop this
Just let her roll on voes and drop her quick.
My name is Short, my game is long
I freak these freaks and sang these songs.
I know another girl named Stephanie
Do anything she can to have sex with me.
She really doesn't bring out the best in me
But, I love her fine ass laying next to me.
She's like another freak name Nicole
So damn sprung on my diamonds and gold.
I took her to my house, she gave me the panties
I dicked her so good, she told her friend name Angie.
Angie called me up about 2 weeks later
Came by the house and said do my player.
So, I dicked her just like Tamara
Taking naked pictures with my polaroid camera.
Next they told her friend name Rocquelle
Got my skin all under her fingernails.
While she was diggin in my back, I was dickin it
That was way back when, now I can't find the trick.
But if I do, I'll probably do the same again
Break her ass for everything, cause I came to pimp.
I'm Too $hort baby, I don't stop mackin
I grab the microphone and I don't stop rappin.
You can bet your life as I spit these raps
I'll be funkin em up like that..... BITCH

 

[fox69]

"Coke Dealers"

"Coke Dealers"


Now.. I come from the Oakland town
Task force roll and rock, cold cracked down
Young brothers my age making dollars so long
Drive a brand new Benz with a cellular phone
See him draped in gold, we call him Big Bank Bob
Got a ring for each finger and he can't get a job
Call him trash, he supplies for the dopefiend's tweak
But what you make in a year he might make in a week
Cold cash money is the answer to life
Feedin fat hovers to a dopefiend's pipe
Gotta keep rollin, just can't stop
Only two worries are a thief or the cops
People keep sayin: it's all so wrong
But the rocks roll strong all night long
Another Park Street life, the age old story
And now the coke dealers take all the glory
They're the ones you meet big time on the street
I say the coke dealers are now the elite
See, the average dopehouse will take your soul
Trade it for a rock and do the same with your gold
But if you think about it really it all sounds silly
Smoked out Willie in his washed off Philly
Open up shop down the block
And everybody's tryin to get a piece of that rock

Coke dealers
Big time, baby
Smokin
Coke

Cocaine the demon, it knows you well
Sellin you a trip to a place called hell
You never even thought you'd get hooked
Starin in the mirror, scared to look
You think about life and think it's cold
Like drivin with a ?? down a rocky road
Now the rock man is your best friend
The only one you talk to time and again
You even tried dealin, but that's no fun
Before you made a sale it was in your lungs
So the coke dealer now lives on your life
Like a four year marriage you're the man's wife
You can hate it with a passion, but you won't fuss
He's the driver of a Caddy and you're ridin the bus
You think it's not fair, I tell you it is
Cause he bought yours and you bought his
Bought his cars, his clothes, and he bought the coke
Now he looks good and you look smoked
It doesn't take much to realize
All you gotta do is just open your eyes
You're cold bein pimped by a rock in some glass
What's it gonna take before you fall on your ass?
Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply through
Cold street walkin with a hole in your shoe

Coke dealers
Big time, baby
Smokin
Cokeland

I once had a homeboy rollin strong
Sold coke all day and all night long
He made a lotta money and bought a lotta stuff
But soon he went broke and it didn't take much
First he started smokin, and all that he figured
Was the more he sold dope, you see his bank got bigger
But my homie thought wrong cause he could be stopped
The vice squad rolled and the boy got popped
He was out on bail before he made it to jail
Wasn't about to do time when he's doin so well
Say he had a lotta money and some real good friends
But he was almost broke when he flipped again
So he got on his grind, he wasn't wastin a day
Opened up shop and started pumpin the weight
He thought about the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by himself thinkin that's okay
But one night he was chillin with a freak named Carol
His door was kicked in and he was starin at a barrel
The brother with the gun saw him tweak on the base
Walked right up and put the Uzi in his face
He said, "Give up the dope if you still wanna breathe
I tell you one time, you better listen to me"
As my homie got robbed he lost the fight
And now he's just a smoker probably totin tonight

Coke dealers
Yeah, I'm big time, baby
Smokin
COKE!

Coke dealers
Big time, baby

Coke dealers
Big time, baby
Smokin
The City of Dope
Cokeland
Smokin
It don't stop

 

[fox69]

"Coming Up $hort"

"Coming Up $hort"


(Bitch!)
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too $hort, Too $hort
[Repeat]

Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant straight across your face
to make sure you bitches understand that I'm a pimp-mack-player-ass nigga
Not a gentleman ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin
I know ya starvin bitch what you gone eat?
Just because I feed you up I guess you waitin on me
It ain't goin be that, you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate
Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late
I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining armour
I'm only out to fuck a bitch, fuck tryin to charm her
I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt
No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's worth
Lookin hella good in the club like a ho
Bitch, you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo' drinks
At the bar, fill you up with Long Islands
While I be all in your face tryin to fuck smilin
Cos Short Dawg'll never cater to you hos
And if you ain't fuckin I say "Later" to you hos
So if you bitches gotta plot
You better get gonna get shot fuckin with Short Dawg

Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
[Repeat]

Bitches be like rabbits swarmin diamonds and carats
See my car, see my house and they think I'm a sheriff
I ain't never been a marked bitch, you too ballsy
Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you lost me
I tell a bitch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll
All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho!
And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck em twice
Cos Short Dawg ain't nuttin nice
Bitch jumped in the car, asks me where we goin?
I'm Shorty the Pimp bitch, you goin hoin
Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
Raged about the pussy, now I'm in the traffic
Now pussy still wet, got my dick in her hand
Lickin all around it, rollin through the flat lands
Take her to my strip, never pussy-whipped
Seein niggas with them bitches, I'd a tossed the pimp
I use to break hos for Scrilla, but now it's down now
I'm makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town bitches
Livin large for a night, turn back into pumpers
When I'm through fuckin, bitches leavin with nothin

Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too-Too $hort, Too $hort (Hos can't fuck with me)
(Bitch!) Too $hort
Now break it down to the beat one time!
Ol' School. Tell ya lil' somethin about Shorty

I'm the East Oakland player, lovers are mooshy
I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy
Bitches keep lookin for some Too $hort acts
Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
Bitch might lose her mind if I raw-dig her
Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa richer
No more player, no Shorty the Pimp
I get payed, divert a cheque and get forty per cent
All the homies talkin bad, hair down, walkin sad
Got the broad livin with me, baby sayin "Dad!"
Sex played out and ol'Shorty's bored getting fat!
Then my bitch turn into a rat
I could try to mack again but the bitches won't want me
Cos I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky
Short Dawg is through, people call me Todd Shaw
All the rappers who was fake gonna mic, got raw
Ugly hos playin hard-to-get, sold all my cars
Now I ride the bus and shit
I had a '94 Lexus, Rolexes, I sold it all
Now I can't afford breakfast
I lost everything I worked to be
Never thought I'd be a trick, payin hos to serve me
Shit!Snap back came out of my dream
Shit can really happen if you know what I mean?
But fuck a wife biatch, stay away
Don't wanna own a pussy, keep the babies on lay-away
Bitch thought I robbed it, said it was mine
She didn't know I fucked her with a dildo the whole time
Star-struck bitch seein dollar signs, she think the wad is fine
Playin games so I taught her mine
Tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap
Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap

Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
[Repeat]

 

[fox69]

"Cootie Cootie Coo"
(feat. E-40)

"Cootie Cootie Coo"
(feat. E-40)



[Chorus: E-40 + some girl]
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo!
[girl] I need a player just like you
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo!
[girl] I need a hustler just like you
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo!
[girl] I need a gangster just like you
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo!
[girl] I need a baller just like you

[E-40]
Dem your friends over there? Nah! Who you with then, nobody?
That's what I figured
Sittin at the bar, pervin all by yourself
Gettin nice and liquored
You said - truuue, I'm havin problems with my dawg
And I said - oooh, my broad just left me for a broad
We in the same boat foxy lady lil' momma pretty woman
I'm beginnin to think we got somethin in common
Confirmation, verification, lack of communication in our relationship
Drama (drama) just picture me and you gettin our freak on in the sauna (sauna)
Stress free without no rubbers or no condoms (condoms)
That's the real, treatin each other, crustaceans, {?} or Benihana's
No more 7/11, time for real chimichongas
Sheeeit, f'real f'real, we'll change the program up so quick

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
I see her choosin, it won't take me long
I got too much game, so I cain't be wrong
Ain't no safety zone, for a bitch when I'm around
I lead her anywhere and go pimp her by the town
I'm Too $hort baby that's what I do
You wanna play all the broads, but I do too
You know the rules of the game, take my hoe, ain't no shame
Cause I can do the same thang
You wanna sleep wit her, be sneaky and try to creep wit her
She take his cash and he let her
Not knowin, I was gon' get it all
You love the way we players ball

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
She like them paid niggaz, let 'em have they way wit it
She like them baller niggaz yaeh you know we all hit it
She like them real G's who treat her like she's filthy
She like to keep the square even though she still be fuckin
With that other nigga, that's what she likes
Niggaz packin pistols

[E-40]
Niggaz ridin bikes
Rated PG if you keep on the lights
You ain't gotta work hard, you his wife
Fight in clubs and I'm lookin at the price
Nails and toes, get some done
Not his kid but he calls him son
I don't know what you did but you got him sprung
Never me doe (me doe) I'm hard as a diamond
That ain't me hoe (me hoe) I'm a hustler
Be timin to the utmost (utmost) shinin and grindin
With my kinfolk (kinfolk) collectin and stackin my loot
Steppin with soldiers and trues, pimpin and panderin hoes
Strikin a player pose (strikin a player pose)

[Chorus 1/2x]

[Outro]
That's what she is
A funky, once a month bleedin, dirty down BITCH
That what she is, you know what I'm sayin?
Like you call me a pimp
Somebody somebody would take that offensively
A square would, you know what I'm sayin?
Or some, some brothers get mad cause you say nigga
Right? Well the bitch, to her
At least to, to my hoes, that's more of a, a pet name

 

[fox69]

"Couldn't Be A Better Player"
(feat. Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz)

"Couldn't Be A Better Player"
(feat. Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz)



[Too Short:] Nigga what,nigga what,nigga what

[East Side Boyz:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Us niggas from the south be representing shit
And trying to keep these player haters of our dick
Never fucking with these loud ass clicks and crews
And bucking down busters that be acting rude
Cause these niggas and these hoes be with some other shit
They like to talk behind your back but in your face they ride yo dick
That's why I stay tight with my crew,
so what you gone do when we come for you

[Chorus repeat 4x: <What, wuz up, wuz up, what> (in background)]
What the fuck you gone do nigga, what the
What the fuck you gone do, what you gone do [repeat 4X]

[Hook: East Side Boyz]
Represent yo' click motherfucker
And if you don't then you must be a buster [repeat 2X]
Now put your middle finger up motherfucker [repeat 2X]
Now drop them bows on them motherfucking suckers [repeat 2X]
Now get crunk motherfucker get crunk [repeat 2X]
Now get drunk motherfucket get drunk [repeat 2X]
Now tell them hoes to drop they clothes
And cut something for the motherfucking d-lo's

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
Short short, short, short
Now I don't give a fuck about ya' benz or ya light-skinned bitch
I don't give a fuck who you tell you don't like this shit
The fact still stand you got one girlfriend
And I fill like the whole world's pimp
I can't be like you, always acting fake
I can tell you how much a real mac can make
A million dollars ain't shit to spend
Get some new hoes and get it again
So don't tell me what'cha wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich hoe
Bitch ass nigga, I'm trying to get me a lick
She better pay me right now she wanna get some dick
I told cha' got the game from the old niggas
Everytime I park my car him come the gold diggers
With the easy pussy sign on display
If you looking for some money don't come this way

[Hook: Too Short]
You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you fucked every day of the week
I know you think you got it like that with P
I be fucking hoes everyday of the week biiitch!!!

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
Now I don't give a fuck about cha' phone book and all ya' pictures
Chilling at the club with all ya bitches
Lying on ya' dick save the drama
Got my eye on ya' bitch and ya baby mama, catch ya' snoozing
You know the rules pimp ya' bitch is chosing, ya' bout' to lose them
Yelling get cha' ass in the car bitch
But I'm much to fast with this hard dick
Short dog took ya' broad, it just can't be
Ya' bitch sucked me and fucked me and than she think me
I know the whole story, you ain't serving it right
I'll probably stop by and put some work in tonight

[Hook: Too Short]
You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you fucked everyday of the week
I know you think you got it like that with P
I be fucking hoes every day of the week
I know you couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you rode in luxury
I know you smoke colting that top notch freak
You never could be a better player than me, biiitch!!!

[Chorus]

[Hook: East Side Boyz]
Now what's up fuck nigga what's up [2x]
You gone buck fuck nigga then buck [2x]
Ya' boys done left ya' now ya' stuck [2x]
Ain't got no pistol on ya ass so you stuck [2x]
You wanna run like a motherfucking bitch
You shouldn't have been no motherfucking snitch [2x]
My nigga trigger finger startin' to itch [2x]
You shouldn't have been no motherfucking bitch [2x]

[Too $hort:]
Now I don't give a fuck if you fuck the richest bitch on earth
You can be a jiggalo couldn't get more work
Cause I'm a player from way back taught by the best
No hater can fade me
I was short like the rest of y'all half stepping little dicks wanna be big
willie's, you got a bad case of the sillies
In the studio you make believers
In real life you more like the cape crusaders
Rushing to the scene to save them hoes
Everytime they come across them crazy folks
You cuff 'em hurry up and get em' to safety
But sooner or later the bitch gotta face me
Cause I put the game down from the start
And you ain't nothing but a dumb ass mark
Do yo' thing and watch me do mine
Get the bitch on the phone and we'll see who lying, nigga

WHAT! [until fade]