It's a attack, coming from way back My name is Too baby, I don't play that jack I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's Everything they say Playboy Too I'm Dog, ain't nothing nice I g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice the Eastside baby, Oakland town Can't understand why I'm so I'm not a whitewall, I'm a a Zenith wire wheel I roll Got a fresh new beat, made to get It was everything you wanted cause I be weak baby that's it, do the split Freak all on my tip I it to my DJ fresh on wax Put it on the turntable, I got It burning up, wires smoking Had to be the sound coming straight from $Hort Dog, a mack attack
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play jack One young tender all hope Slapped her in the with my dunkey rope Another young sucker to front my staff Saw it on his when they broke him in half It was the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's Everything they say about Too I say my rhymes, I'm never fake When you my beat, that's when I break On you, and it don't stop, and it stop, and it won't stop Cause I'm Too $hort on the microphone and I'm macking
I'm not a pimp, I never simp Since I started I had this limp It was a cool walk, just like me The Too I might be young, but I spit game I start it P, and it ends the same If your is lame, remember the name When it's Too $hort baby, ain't nothing Music on the microphone Makes you wanna your hip bone Might break your leg, or maybe back Grooving to to my mack attack It's really not easy, you it's hard Sort of like my gangster car You know what I mean, Vern? like funny I mack legit and make all the See my capital T on my diamond We hook up the and love to swing So you're out there grooving back and forth I want you to out "Sir Too $hort" (Sir Too $hort!) Don't stop that rap (Don't that rap!) And it's like that Get buy girls, I rap I big money, that ain't no crap I grab that mic, and spit my rhymes I gotta an 8 or 909 BEAT So I can rock you all long, SHE'S On my tip, she my song, HE to do it but did it wrong, FREAKS Want to get my all alone, but I'm I got a chance to grab my pen And another rhyme so I can make more ends It's a rush production, not the I rushed it out the studio and hit the Now I'm one more time girls love my Too $hort rhyme But that big fat better let that go Before I point at her say "Ho!" I'm riding drop-top Caddy, I dip fake I step on the gas I hit the break Do it as I catch the beat feeling that bass all down the street out the car on 9-0 I was wearing all white Had my 501's, dunkey ropes Couldn't be by John the Pope The M, A, C and K, Oakland, California I'm Too $hort baby, no I play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like dance You it looks good in those pants So good, I had to glance Now I'm See this I bought it all Now every you young freaks call You see my It's my best friend So it you touch, meet your end Time tell, just keep it cool Don't play that game, don't be no I'll burn rubber all down block You what I want so keep the door unlocked I'm in baby, don't waste no time It's a mack attack, and now mine Dangerous Music is it seems The reason this floor just met those I was the game all in your ear talking bout love to a stone cold player Girl look and wanna have that sex Took another look and wanted to that neck It's a mack attack, from way back My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that I'm from the Crew, and I know it's true The only thing you'll say Playboy Too Is I'm