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the ho

Pimp ho

Its like Too raps 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 get freaky? Look at the time
We could do the nasty, but its almost
My starts at ten, I gots to go
Like the said, homie, pimp the ho
Check it out everybody, if you got two
Turn your radio up, Short Gog is

If the bass kickin', pick up the phone
Dial 911, tell 'em, it on
Bumped a cute 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
Like a Too Short rap, and knows
Like the mack said, homie, pimp the
Aint no in playin' games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant when just too small

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

He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go"
Like the Mack said, homie, I the ho
All the king, go straight to hell
If your freakin' on a freaky tale
play your rap and take mine off
Before the gets wet and youre still soft
No need to rush, 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 out if he can hang with me
The boy got hooked on the fiend beat
I said, bitch, what are you
It aint funny, cool, I jokin'
You never said I was fakin' the place
You wouldnta got socked straight in face
Im the MC on a microphone
Now the MCs just leave me alone
They might on yours, but they cant get mine
Like the Mack said, homie, all the time

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

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

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

Cold as hell, to stop
I spit these raps and rock yo
Hit the city 'bout, its goin' on
And the next thing you know, the nations gone
Its too on the mic
And Im spittin' mo raps than any you like
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my
All I gotta say is, fuck with me
My game is tight, my bank is
You can hate big Short, but I get paid

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, little boy, you deal with a man
I saw you when you came in the place
Punk, I start when I spit in your face
See I know how I feel, I should be at dawn
But Im a MC, I keep rockin' on
I wont say Im best, declare Im bad
Im just a rappin' muthafucka a hard-ass rap
Too Short comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out butt
Be a man if you can, 'coz it might get
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
be good to me
Anything you
Or you need

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

Im draggin' 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 with big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
Grab the microphone and start grands
I a freak 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 look you in eye, and wouldnt give a fuck
I live a California lifestyle, no trip
8 years on the mike, and 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 like this
Say

the ho