Bitch, funky fresh from Oakland, Dangerous Music and it don't to the beat, baby
Bitches on my I can't back, now's the time All you bitches talk too much And you teasin' bitches never fuck I seen bitches, workin in stitches Her hair really but two inches All you bald-head hoes in the world Runnin' around town jheri curls Nappy head like myself Get a and say 'Go to hell!' But a snake, you's the one You bald-head bitch, you need a So much when the homies tough I make a bitch go who sucks It really ain't but I just met her Now I'm 'Bitch, suck better!' Fuck you, stupid hoe, me just what you know I to the party and turned it up You say 'Ouh, he's got a mouth!' But, bitch, I kept talkin' Mothafuck you, damn bitch I wanna blowjob and I'm not Work it in your mouth till your head spinnin' I'm that you'll answer to If I say 'Bitch, jump!', that's you do I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' mind Breakin' you and your cousin at the time a dirty rap comin' out my mouth And you know damn well I'm talkin' about I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too So mothafuck you, bitch, ass hoe
The fiend beat For all you junkies to just
H-E-A-D, I a doctor just for me To suck my like a vet To give me head I sweat She suck dick So I can all my homies just what she did She sucked and sucked and she's a to the beat I'm Too $hort, I said my name is Too $hort and it stop I love you bitches for the I laugh over and over the bitch drinks sperm like it's soda I straight start aimin', would I Get back bitch, I wouldn't never I say she looks so and she's so big But, man oh man, bitch can wimp If I wanna I rock her But I can't fuck no-head Bitches don't that's Too $hort's tip You might get if you don't suck dick But I'm so fresh, I'm so I tell you the other way around If you do me then I do you So the game up when the bitch is true as I come all in her mouth I smooth get dressed and out I'm Too $hort, baby, fresh again One MC, one bitch I you, baby, playin' just like that I'm the best of the to the ice cold vet And, bitch, you just a You fastfood and you think you rich You see, my game don't stop when on the one I love to see you when you work that real busy at the back of the car Rollin' the Skyline Boulevard I say 'Bitch, are you smokin'?' A big fat dick in the big East I see my homie, he needs to She was walkin' down the a big fat bitch, maybe I'm wrong He might get every two that welfare check Oakland, California, is the of snakes Pimps, pussies, players and The big Oaktown, the city of Fresh storewires and A strip, bitches, freaks My raps, homeboy, with beats
She's a bitch to the fiend beat All you junkies just
on my mind I can't hold back, now it's the To bust a nut, right nut, in her jaw eyes and guess what I saw Bitches on my Grabbed the microphone and then I to rhyme What life be if it wasn't Too $hort It be nothin' but rappers from old New But that's not likely and no doubt like me cause I'm turnin' it out I'm here, there, fat gold rope, I'm a mothafuckin' player Recognize game it's on your face As you dip to the beat and you feel the it up loud, would be doin' fine Pose like a and check my rhyme Some young tender dosen't this beat But a bitch ain't but a word to me I can check her, wreck her, or get paid Cut to the house and freak my You see, she speak english but we don't talk I call her and she's juicy, makes your eye balls walk We hesitate to make good love She clean up my house and then me up So it out, you bitches I tell you a story of rags to So check it out, freak I you're fine but you look like Lassie Bitch, not a ago I used to hang at the mall Top floor, baby, all the I called And if they didn't wanna come that shit I just drop a few and then call her bitch