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the ho

Pimp ho

Its like Too Short been around a while
I rocked to the and got my own style
Im from the O city, and I it before
I was born to mack, call me Short
You wanna get freaky? at the time
We do the nasty, but its almost nine
My show at ten, I gots to go
the mack said, homie, pimp the ho
Check it out everybody, if you got two
Turn your radio up, Short Gog is

If the bass aint kickin', pick up the
Dial 911, tell 'em, it on
Bumped a young tender in a tight red dress
She had a booty, and a real big chest
She said, "I love you", it again
At the motel her and her friends
a Too Short rap, and everybody knows
Like the mack said, homie, the hoes
no need in playin' games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant when just too small

No to rush, take your time
To to the changes in my rhyme
To you rappers, tonights your
You all straight up on your mic
Im the best, but let me see
I a lotta money, could that be me?
He said, hell no, Im the of the rap
Looked me in my eyes, said, with that
I said, hold on, buddy, talk that junk
You drank two 40's, now you be drunk

He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go"
Like the Mack said, homie, I the ho
All hail the king, go to hell
If your girlfriends freakin' on a tale
Better play your rap and take off
Before the bitch gets wet and youre still
No need to rush, your time
To adjust to the changes in my
I was on the turf, cold out
When a MC got hit in the mouth

Tryin' to find out if he can hang me
The boy got hooked on the dope fiend
I said, bitch, what are you
It aint funny, cool, I jokin'
You never shoulda I was fakin' the place
You wouldnta got socked in your face
Im the MC on a microphone
Now the MCs just leave me alone
They might suck on yours, but they cant get
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the

Im not 'bout hookers in mini-skirts
When you pimp me, put your mind to work
Its like 24 hoes, known as tracks
When I grab that mic, I these raps
I workin the hoes, and it just dont stop
Its on till the panties drop
Im sir, Too Short, like I
cant lick, dont give me head
Had a fresh young tender, wont say her
Its the same old story, ran the old game

She can blow more than a well blows water
The girl wont stop when she get
Like the freak you married, I had to get her
Aint no doubt, short dog get her
Im a player, I cant lie
call me playboy Short, and I told you why
Im a mack, so get
I put my tape in the in my Cadillac
And as my ride on definitely
I each word loud as can be

Im the T-double O, and I said
If girlfriends freakin', I accept all head
Scream out the combination, and I open the
Plug in the mic jack, and then rock cock
to back like the Oakland Raiders
In and out like crossfaders
Makin' people dance all the floor
Lovin that named sir Too Short
You got my bank, little girl, no to act silly
Im dynamite, baby, and my aint Willy

as hell, hard to stop
I spit these raps and yo block
Hit the city talkin' 'bout, its on
And the next you know, the whole nations gone
Its too on the mic
And Im spittin' mo raps than any you like
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you my beat
All I say is, dont fuck with me
My is tight, my bank is made
You can hate big Short, but I still get

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you laughin' when you came in the
Punk, I start laughin' I spit in your face
See I know how I feel, I should be shut at
But Im a MC, I keep rockin' on
I wont say Im best, declare Im bad
Im just a muthafucka with a hard-ass rap
Too Short comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your
Be a man if you can, 'coz it get worse
You be walkin' town with a wig and a purse
No whats next, I dont know
the Mack said, homie, pimp the ho

Ill be to you
Youll be to me
you want
Or you need

I got my eye on you
And Im you
Ill you all my dough
You just pimp ho

Im never when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money
I jump my car, drop it if its sunny
the freaks, and all that shit
Long haired hoes real big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
Grab the microphone and makin' grands
I take a freak to her room, not a hotel
I cold chill out at the Six

Im ridin in the car, and I be found
Im the hardest muthafucka from this town
My is sir too Short, and if you say, "So what?"
I look you in your eye, and wouldnt give a
I live a California lifestyle, no trip
8 years on the mike, and faked it yet
So when you see me on stage, I wont you a kiss
I put my finger in the air and tell you just like
Say

the ho