Bitch, funky from Oakland, California Dangerous Music and it stop to the beat, baby
Bitches on my I can't hold back, the time All you loud-mouth bitches too much And you dick bitches never fuck I long-hair bitches, workin in stitches Her hair ain't really but two All you bald-head in the Oakland world Runnin' town with jheri curls Nappy head like myself Get a and say 'Go to hell!' But you's a snake, the one You bald-head bitch, you a perm So game when the homies tough I make a go who never sucks It ain't life but I just met her Now I'm 'Bitch, suck better!' Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me what you know I came to the 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 mouth till your head starts spinnin' I'm that nigga you'll to If I say 'Bitch, jump!', what you do I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' your you and your cousin at the same time With a rap comin' out my mouth And you know well what I'm talkin' about I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too So you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe
The dope fiend 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 gotta suck So I can tell all my homies what she did She and sucked and she's a bitch to the beat I'm Too $hort, I said my is Too $hort and it don't stop I love you for the blowjobs I just laugh over and When the bitch drinks sperm it's soda I start aimin', would I miss? Get bitch, I wouldn't never kiss I say she so good and she's so big But, man oh man, that bitch can If I I could rock her But I can't fuck no-head Bitches don't that's Too $hort's tip You might get geed if you suck dick But I'm so fresh, I'm so I you bitches the other way around If you do me then I do you So the game jumps up when the bitch is Soon as I come all in her I smooth get dressed and out I'm Too $hort, baby, fresh again One MC, one broken I tell you, baby, playin' like that I'm the best of the players to the ice vet And, bitch, you a bitch You work fastfood and you think you You see, my game don't stop when on the one I love to see you when you that thang Gettin' busy at the back of the car Rollin' down the Boulevard I say 'Bitch, what are you A big fat in the big East Oakland I see my homie, he needs to She was down the street With a big fat bitch, I'm wrong He might get every two weeks welfare check Oakland, California, is the city of Pimps, pussies, and fakes The big Oaktown, the of liars Fresh storewires and A strip, bitches, nasty My raps, homeboy, tremendous beats
She's a bitch to the dope beat All you just ride
Bitches on my I can't hold back, now it's the To bust a left nut, nut, in her jaw Opened and guess what I saw on my mind Grabbed the microphone and I started to rhyme What would life be if it wasn't Too It be nothin' but from old New York But that's not likely and there's no like me cause I'm turnin' it out I'm here, there, fat gold rope, I'm a mothafuckin' player Recognize game when it's on face As you dip to the beat and you feel the it up loud, would be doin' fine Pose like a pimp and my rhyme Some young dosen't like this beat But a bitch nothin' but a word to me I can check her, her, or just get paid Cut to the house and my maid You see, she dosen't speak 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 clean me up So it out, you bitches I tell you a story of rags to So check it out, freak I know you're fine but you look Lassie Bitch, not a long ago I used to hang at the Top floor, baby, all the freaks I And if they didn't wanna come ain't shit I just drop a few and then call her bitch