the ho
Pimp ho
Its like Too Short been around a while I to the beat and got my own style Im the O city, and I said it before I was born to mack, me Playboy Short You get freaky? Look at the time We could do the nasty, but its almost My starts at ten, I gots to go Like the mack said, homie, the ho it out everybody, if you got two ears Turn your radio up, Gog is here
If the bass aint kickin', pick up the 911, tell 'em, turn it on Bumped a cute young tender in a tight red She had a soft booty, and a real big She said, "I love you", said it At the motel freaked her and her Like a Too rap, and everybody knows Like the mack said, homie, pimp the Aint no need in games, none at all like a giant when youre just too small
No need to rush, take your To adjust to the in my rhyme To you rappers, tonights night You all straight up on your mic Im the best, but let me see I make a lotta money, that be me? He said, no, Im the king of the rap Looked me in my eyes, said, with that I said, hold on, buddy, dont that junk You drank two 40's, now you must be
He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go" Like the Mack said, homie, I the ho All hail the king, go straight to If girlfriends freakin' on a freaky tale Better play your rap and mine off Before the bitch gets wet and still soft No to rush, take your time To to the changes in my rhyme I was on the turf, cold out When a sucker MC got hit in the
Tryin' to find out if he can with me The boy got hooked on the fiend beat I said, bitch, are you smokin'? It aint funny, cool, I aint You never said I was fakin' the place You got socked straight in your face Im the coldest MC on a Now the sucker MCs just leave me They suck on yours, but they cant get mine Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the
Im not talkin' 'bout in mini-skirts When you pimp me, put your mind to work Its like 24 hoes, better as tracks When I grab that mic, I these raps I start the hoes, and it just dont stop Its goin' on the panties drop Im sir, Too Short, I said Bitch cant lick, give me head Had a fresh young tender, wont say her Its the same old story, ran the same old
She can blow more head a well blows water The girl wont when she get started Like the you married, I had to get with her Aint no doubt, dog would get her Im a player, I cant lie They call me Short, and I told you why Im a mack, so get I put my tape in the deck in my And as my ride goes on I speak each word as can be
Im the T-double O, and like I 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 your crossfaders Makin' people all over the floor Lovin that rapper named sir Too You got my bank, little girl, no time to act Im dynamite, baby, and my name Willy
as hell, hard to stop I spit these raps and yo block Hit the city talkin' 'bout, its on And the thing you know, the whole nations gone Its too on the mic And Im spittin' mo raps than any rapper you So all you suckers-worth rappers, you my beat All I gotta say is, fuck 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 respect, little boy, when you deal with a man I saw you laughin' you came in the place Punk, I start laughin' when I spit in face See I know how I feel, I should be at dawn But Im a true MC, I keep on I wont say Im best, declare Im bad Im a rappin' 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 Like the said, homie, pimp the ho
Ill be to you Youll be to me Anything you Or you need
I got my eye on you And Im you Ill give you all my You just that ho
Im never draggin' Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money I into my car, drop it if its sunny Doggin' the freaks, and all that Long haired hoes with real big Im a player, oh yes, I am the microphone and start makin' grands I take a freak to her room, not a trick I chill out at the Motel Six
Im ridin in the car, and I be found Im the hardest muthafucka rappin' from town My is sir too Short, and if you say, "So what?" I look you in your eye, and give a fuck I live a California lifestyle, aint no 8 years on the mike, and aint it yet So when you see me on stage, I blow you a kiss I put my in the air and tell you just like this Say
the ho