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the ho

Pimp ho

Its like Too Short raps around a while
I to the beat and got my own style
Im from the O city, and I it before
I was to mack, call me Playboy Short
You wanna get freaky? at the time
We do the nasty, but its almost 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 up, Short Gog is here

If the bass kickin', pick up the phone
Dial 911, tell 'em, it on
Bumped a young tender in a tight red dress
She had a booty, and a real big chest
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 need in playin' games, at all
Fakin' a giant when youre just too small

No to rush, take your time
To adjust to the in my rhyme
To you rappers, your night
You all jump up on your mic
Im the best, but let me see
I make a money, could that be me?
He said, hell no, Im the of the rap
Looked me in my eyes, said, deal with
I said, hold on, buddy, dont 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 to hell
If girlfriends freakin' on a freaky tale
Better your rap and take mine off
the bitch gets wet and youre still soft
No need to rush, your time
To to the changes in my rhyme
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 hooked on the fiend beat
I said, bitch, what are you
It aint funny, cool, I aint
You never said I was fakin' the place
You wouldnta got socked straight in face
Im the coldest MC on a
Now the sucker MCs just me alone
They might suck on yours, but cant get mine
Like the said, homie, pimp all the time

Im not talkin' hookers in mini-skirts
When you pimp like me, put your to work
Its like 24 hoes, known as tracks
When I grab that mic, I spit raps
I start workin the hoes, and it just stop
Its goin' on the panties drop
Im sir, Too Short, I said
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 more head than a well blows water
The girl wont stop she get started
Like the freak you married, I had to get her
Aint no doubt, short dog get her
Im a cold player, I 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 ride goes on
I speak each loud as can be

Im the T-double O, and I said
If your girlfriends freakin', I all head
Scream out the combination, and I open the
in the mic jack, and then rock that cock
Back to back like the Raiders
In and out like crossfaders
Makin' dance all over the floor
Lovin rapper named sir Too Short
You got my bank, little girl, no to act silly
Im dynamite, baby, and my aint Willy

Cold as hell, hard to
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, dont with me
My is tight, my bank 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' 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 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, it might get worse
You be walkin' town with a wig and a purse
No tellin' 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 give you all my
You just pimp ho

Im draggin' when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money
I into 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 cant be
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, aint no
8 on the mike, and aint faked it yet
So you see me on stage, I wont blow you a kiss
I put my in the air and tell you just like this
Say

the ho