(Bitch) Bitches keep up $hort with Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch) Too $hort, Too
(Bitch) Bitches comin' up $hort with Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch) Too $hort, Too
Now fuck around and get a 5 finger plant Straight across face To make sure you understand That I'm a nigga Not a gentleman, ain't be no sucker-ass swindlin' I know ya starvin' bitch you gone eat? Just I feed you up I guess you waitin' on me
It goin' be that, you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate 'Cuz on date we just fuckin' till it's late I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining I'm only out to a bitch, fuck tryin' to charm her I treat a fine ass like dirt No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's Lookin' hella good in the club a ho
Bitch, you need to go find a to buy some mo' drinks At the bar, fill you up Long Islands I be all in your face tryin' to fuck smilin' 'Cuz Short Dawg'll never to you hos And if you ain't fuckin' I say, "Later" to you So if you bitches gotta You better get gonna get fuckin' with Short Dawg
Bitches comin' up $hort Fuckin' Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch)
Bitches keep comin' up with Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch)
Bitches be rabbits swarmin' diamonds and carats See my car, see my and they think I'm a sheriff I ain't been a marked bitch, you too ballsy Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you me I tell a bitch quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll All you good fo' is some and some pussy, ho And if the pussy and the head tight, we 'em twice Short Dawg ain't nuttin' nice
Bitch in the car, asks me where we goin'? I'm Shorty the Pimp bitch, you goin' in the car with my pants and my jacket on Raged about the pussy, now I'm in the Now pussy wet, got my dick in her hand Lickin' all around it, through the flat lands
Take her to my strip, never Seein' niggas with them bitches, I'd a tossed the I use to hos for Scrilla, but now it's down now I'm makin' bank rolls for real-a and town bitches large for a night, turn back into pumpers When I'm through fuckin', bitches with nothin'
Bitches keep up $hort Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too (Bitch)
Too, Too $hort, Too (Hos can't with me) (Bitch) Too Now break it down to the beat one Ol' School, tell ya somethin' about $horty
I'm the East Oakland player, are mooshy I fuck a different ho a day and rubbers and pussy Bitches keep lookin' for Too $hort acts Squeezin' on a rubber tryin' ta pull it off and it bust Bitch might lose her if I raw-dig her Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa No more player, no $horty the I get payed, divert a and get forty per cent
All the homies talkin' bad, hair down, sad Got the broad with me, baby sayin', "Dad" Sex played out and ol' bored getting fat Then my bitch into a rat I could try to mack again but the bitches won't me I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky Short Dawg is through, people call me Shaw All the rappers who was fake mic, got raw
Ugly ho's hard-to-get, sold all my cars Now I ride the bus and I had a '94 Lexus, Rolexes, I it all Now I can't afford breakfast, I lost everything I to be thought I'd be a trick, payin' ho's to serve me Shit, snap back, out of my dream Shit can really happen if you know I mean? But fuck a wife biatch, stay
wanna own a pussy, keep the babies on lay away Bitch I robbed it, said it was mine She didn't know I fucked her with a the whole time Star-struck bitch seein' dollar signs, she think the wad is Playin' so I taught her mine to play her prayer got caught in a trap Learnt a lesson from the game that I in my rap
keep comin' up $hort Fuckin' Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch)
Bitches keep up $hort Fuckin' Too $hort, Too $hort (Bitch)