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Pimp ho

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

If the bass aint kickin', up the phone
Dial 911, tell 'em, it on
Bumped a cute young tender in a red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big
She said, "I you", said it again
At the motel her and her friends
Like a Too Short rap, and everybody
Like the mack said, homie, pimp the
Aint no need in games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant youre just too small

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

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

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

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

She can blow more than a well blows water
The girl wont stop she get started
the freak you married, I had to get with her
Aint no doubt, dog would get her
Im a cold player, I lie
call me playboy Short, and I told you why
Im a mack, so get
I put my tape in the deck in my
And as my goes on definitely
I speak each loud as can be

Im the O, and like I said
If girlfriends freakin', I accept all head
out the combination, and I open the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and then that cock
Back to back the Oakland Raiders
In and out like your
Makin' dance all over the floor
Lovin rapper named sir Too Short
You got my bank, little girl, no to act silly
Im dynamite, baby, and my name Willy

Cold as hell, hard to
I spit these raps and rock yo
Hit the talkin' 'bout, its goin' 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 rappers, you hate my beat
All I gotta say is, dont with me
My game is tight, my is made
You can hate big Short, but I still get

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, little boy, when you deal a man
I saw you laughin' when you came in the
Punk, I start laughin' when I spit in your
See I know how I feel, I should be at dawn
But Im a true MC, I rockin' on
I wont say Im best, declare Im bad
Im just a rappin' muthafucka with a rap
Too Short cold up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out butt
Be a man if you can, it might get worse
You be walkin' 'round with a wig and a purse
No tellin' next, I dont know
Like the Mack said, homie, the ho

Ill be to you
be good to me
Anything you
Or you need

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

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

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

the ho