the ho
Pimp ho
Its like Too Short raps been around a I to the beat and got my own style Im the O city, and I said it before I was to mack, call me Playboy Short You wanna get Look at the time We could do the nasty, but its nine My show at ten, I gots to go Like the said, homie, pimp the ho it out everybody, if you got two ears Turn your radio up, Short Gog is
If the aint kickin', pick 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 big chest She said, "I love you", it again At the motel her and her friends Like a Too rap, and everybody knows the mack said, homie, pimp the hoes Aint no in playin' games, none at all Fakin' like a giant when youre too small
No need to rush, take your To to the changes in my rhyme To you rappers, tonights night You all jump up on your 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 drank two 40's, now you be drunk
He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go" the Mack said, homie, I pimped the ho All hail the king, go straight to If your freakin' on a freaky tale Better your rap and take mine off the bitch gets wet and youre still soft No to rush, take your time To adjust to the in my rhyme I was on the turf, cold out When a sucker MC got hit in the
to find out if he can hang 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 wouldnta got socked in your face Im the MC on a microphone Now the sucker MCs just leave me They suck on yours, but they cant get mine the Mack said, homie, pimp all the time
Im not talkin' 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 spit these I workin the hoes, and it just dont stop Its goin' on till the panties Im sir, Too Short, I said cant lick, dont give me head Had a young tender, wont say her name Its the old story, ran the same old game
She can more head than a well blows water The girl wont stop 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 each word loud as can be
Im the T-double O, and like I If girlfriends freakin', I accept all head Scream out the combination, and I the lock Plug in the mic jack, and then that cock Back to back like the Oakland In and out like your Makin' dance 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
Cold as hell, to stop I spit these and rock yo block Hit the city talkin' 'bout, its on And the next thing you know, the whole nations 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 is made You can hate big Short, but I get paid
You say, I cant, I say you can Show respect, little boy, when you with a man I saw you laughin' you came in the place Punk, I start laughin' when I in your face See I know how I feel, I should be at dawn But Im a true MC, I rockin' on I say Im best, wont declare Im bad Im just a rappin' with a hard-ass rap Too Short cold up Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your Be a man if you can, it might get worse You be walkin' 'round town with a wig and a No whats next, I dont know Like the said, homie, pimp the ho
Ill be to you be good to me Anything you Or anything you
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 Doggin' the freaks, and all that Long haired with real 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 in the car, and I cant 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 lifestyle, aint 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