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Pimp ho

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

If the bass aint kickin', pick up the
911, tell 'em, turn it on
Bumped a cute tender in a tight red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big
She said, "I love you", it again
At the freaked her and her friends
a Too Short rap, and everybody knows
Like the mack said, homie, the hoes
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 straight up on your mic
Im the best, but let me see
I a lotta money, could that be me?
He said, hell no, Im the of the rap
Looked me in my eyes, said, with that
I said, hold on, buddy, dont talk 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 your girlfriends freakin' on a freaky
Better play rap and take mine off
Before the bitch gets wet and youre still
No need to rush, your time
To adjust to the changes in my
I was on the turf, chillin' out
When a MC got hit in the mouth

Tryin' to find out if he can with me
The boy got on the dope fiend beat
I said, bitch, what are you
It aint funny, cool, I aint
You never shoulda said I was the place
You wouldnta got socked straight in your
Im the coldest MC on a
Now the MCs just leave me alone
They might suck on yours, but cant get mine
Like the Mack said, homie, all the time

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

She can more head than a well blows water
The girl stop when she get started
the freak you married, I had to get with her
Aint no doubt, short dog get her
Im a player, I cant lie
They call me playboy Short, and I 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 loud as can be

Im the T-double O, and like I
If your girlfriends freakin', I all head
out the combination, and I open the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and then rock that
Back to back like the Oakland
In and out like crossfaders
Makin' dance 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 name aint

Cold as hell, hard to
I these raps and rock 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 any rapper you like
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my
All I say is, dont fuck with me
My game is tight, my bank is
You can hate big Short, but I still get

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, little boy, when you with a man
I saw you laughin' when you in the place
Punk, I laughin' when I spit in your face
See I know how I feel, I should be shut at
But Im a MC, I keep rockin' on
I wont say Im best, declare Im bad
Im just a muthafucka with a hard-ass rap
Too Short comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out butt
Be a man if you can, it might get worse
You be 'round town with a wig and a purse
No tellin' next, I dont know
Like the Mack said, homie, 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 you all my dough
You pimp that ho

Im never draggin' 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 real big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
the microphone and start makin' grands
I take a to her room, not a hotel trick
I chill out at the Motel Six

Im ridin in the car, and I be found
Im the muthafucka rappin' from this town
My is sir too Short, and if you say, "So what?"
I look you in your eye, and give a fuck
I a California lifestyle, aint 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 like
Say

the ho