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Pimp ho

Its like Too Short raps been around a
I rocked to the beat and got my own
Im the O city, and I said it before
I was born to mack, me Playboy Short
You wanna get Look at the time
We do the nasty, but its almost nine
My show starts at ten, I to go
the mack 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 booty, and a real big chest
She said, "I you", said it again
At the motel freaked her and her
Like a Too Short rap, and knows
the mack said, homie, pimp the hoes
Aint no in playin' games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant when youre just too

No need to rush, take time
To adjust to the changes in my
To you rappers, tonights your
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, on, buddy, dont talk that junk
You two 40's, now you must be drunk

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

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

Im not talkin' hookers in mini-skirts
When you pimp like me, put your mind to
Its 24 hoes, better known as tracks
I grab that mic, I spit 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, dont me head
Had a fresh tender, wont say her name
Its the same old story, ran the same old

She can blow head than a well blows water
The girl wont when she get started
the freak you married, I had to get with 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 tape in the deck in my
And as my goes on definitely
I speak each word as can be

Im the T-double O, and I said
If your freakin', I accept all head
Scream out the combination, and I open the
Plug in the mic jack, and rock that cock
to back like the Oakland Raiders
In and out like crossfaders
Makin' people dance all over the
Lovin that rapper named sir Too
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 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
respect, little boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you when you came in the place
Punk, I start laughin' I spit in your face
See I know how I feel, I should be shut at
But Im a true MC, I keep on
I wont say Im best, wont Im bad
Im just a rappin' muthafucka with a rap
Too cold comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your
Be a man if you can, 'coz it might get
You be walkin' town with a wig and a purse
No tellin' whats next, I dont
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 pimp that ho

Im never draggin' when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta
I jump my car, drop it if its sunny
the freaks, and all that shit
Long haired with 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 rappin' from this
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 blow you a
I put my finger in the air and tell you just this
Say

the ho