Without a doubt I'm back and if you don't know me S I R T double O I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the I my own damn beat now all the money is mine I carry big fat wives, I treat my girls like Ask 'em who do they and they all say, "Tide" I'm just an M.C. and nothin' else I rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop You will never hear pause when I say these So go on and on, I'm Sir Too Just what you've lookin' for Like PCP or cocaine DJ universe got you sprung in the You make money, my rap from coast to coast host to host, I hear the toast
Too $hort, the way you that hit Here's to you, rhymin' and boy, don't quit I say, this is how it goes I say my rap Most times when I rhyme wouldn't be like the way I write rhymes you will comprehend I'll keep to the very end And if you call me fake I'll say, "So I got you standin' and noddin' like you shot up
So, boy, up I'm still rappin'" at you fresh, do you know what happened? I'm sayin' rhymes with your mind I didn't want your, girl, she really ain't fine I took her to a motel could've a hotel It costs me dollars but I did it so well She had to tell your sister, sister told you Now the whole damn calls me playboy too
I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they don't I'm lookin' at an empty page about to it up I write only the truth, speak to you So if I tell you to say somethin' then you what to do I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they stop I live in California, a drop top by the beach, look at the freaks Jump in my car, I do it week
DJ's who call me Mister $hort All you wanna be get no child support I'm Too $hort, baby, rich Get on the mic and say Like left to right, to left Girl, stealin' your heart is petty theft Like ten to nine, to two always be one up on you
Like makes the sun go down Crazy rack laid the beat changed life around the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea All you're gonna do is wanna rock this It's so rough, so when I talk this stuff I get on the mic I can't get enough I'm the rapper of the season, and decent All my are smooth and decent
I'm that rapper known to place For the raps with the hardest bass You see I rap all the time, that's the When I walk in the I just jam the joint Singin' old Too on the microphone The beat's so fresh can't leave me You see I rap so cool I will not I keep so hard I might knock you out
If you battle with $hort that's the chance you So you better come fresh and be fake All you weak MC's your weak drum beats Tellin' all your people you can with me one to ten count ten to twenty And I'll just on makin' money Life is Too $hort, I stop I'm on money like a junkie on top
I got to it every day, I won't go broke Ask me am I and I'll say, "No" I'm your homeboy Too $hort back Puttin' on the map, my rap will never end I'd like to a special thanks to the dangerous crew For believin' in me when thought I was through I got rhymes, I keep 'em I'm on the mic, I won't stop rappin' it comes out right
And when it's beatin', I'll say, "Let's roll" I make another record and buy gold I keep and I do it by myself I'm a one man crew, you see I don't need help I get the job done so all you rappers, MC's, rap masters it up leave that rappin' to me Realizin' young buck, you can't rock beat I rap on the mic and you'll believe nothin' ain't like the big old C
It's just one hard spittin' a rap Not three or sucka's or a couple of saps Like to Mack, I'll cash a check Walkin' 'round like a fool, up to his rep I'll tell you ain't long, what you waitin' for? I you wanted to be like Too $hort