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Too $hort
DOPE FIEND BEAT
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DOPE FIEND BEAT,
Too $hort
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Bitch funky fresh from oakland california...
Dangerous music and it don't stop to the beat baby...
Bitches on my mind
I can't hold back now's the time
All you loud mouth bitches talk too much
And you dick teasin' bitches never fuck
I seen a long hair bitch's workin' instincts
Her hair ain't really but two inches
All you bald head hoes in the oakland world
Runnin' around town with jeri curls
Nappy head niggas like myself
Get a bald-head and say: 'go to hell!'
But you's a snake, you's the one
You bald-head bitch, you need a perm
So much game when the homies tough
I make a bitch go who never sucks
It really ain't life but i just met her
Now i'm sayin': 'bitch, suck better!'
Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know
I came to the party and turned it up
You say: 'ouh, he's got a dirty mouth!'
But, bitch, i kept talkin' shit
Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch
I wanna blowjob and i'm not kiddin'
Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin'
I'm that nigga you'll answer to
If i say: 'bitch, jump!', that's what you do
I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' your mind
Breakin' you and your cousin at the same time
With a dirty rap comin' out my mouth
And you know damn well what i'm talkin' about
I'm the too $hort, baby, way too cold
So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe
The dope fiend beat...
For all you junkies to just ride...
H-e-a-d, i need a doctor just for me
To suck my dick like a vet
To give me head until i sweat
She gotta suck dick
So i can tell all my homies just what she did
She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch to the beat
I'm too $hort, i said my name is too $hort and it don't stop
I love you bitches for the blowjobs
I just laugh over and over
When the bitch drinks sperm like it's soda
I straight start aimin', would i miss?
Get back bitch, i wouldn't never kiss
I say she looks so good and she's so big
But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp
If i wanna i could rock her
But i can't fuck no-head doctor
Bitches don't know that's too $hort's tip
You might get geed if you don't suck dick
But i'm so fresh, i'm so down
I tell you bitches the other way around
If you do me first then i do you
So the game jumps up when the bitch is true
Soon as i come all in her mouth
I smooth get dressed and roll out
I'm too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again
One mc, one bitch broken
I tell you, baby, playin' just like that
I'm the best of the players to the ice cold vet
And, bitch, you just a bitch
You work fastfood and you think you rich
You see, my game don't stop when it's on the one
I love to see you when you work that thang
Gettin' real busy at the back of the car
Rollin' down the skyline boulevard
I say: 'bitch, what are you smokin'?'
A big fat dick in the big east oakland
I see my homie, he needs to quit
She was walkin' down the street
With a big fat bitch, maybe i'm wrong
He might get every two weeks that welfare check
Oakland, california, is the city of snakes
Pimps, pussies, players and fakes
The big oaktown, the city of liars
Fresh storewires and voltaires
A strip, bitches, nasty freaks
My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats...
She's a bitch to the dope fiend beat...
All you junkies just ride...
Bitches on my mind
I can't hold back, now it's the time
To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw
Opened eyes and guess what i saw
Bitches on my mind
Grabbed the microphone and then i started to rhyme
What would life be if it wasn't too $hort
It be nothin' but rappers from old new york
But that's not likely and there's no doubt
Bitches like me cause i'm turnin' it out
I'm here, there, everywhere
Sportin' fat gold rope, i'm a mothafuckin' player
Recognize game when it's on your face
As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass
Crook it up loud, would be doin' fine
Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme
Some young tender dosen't like this beat
But a bitch ain't nothin' but a word to me
I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid
Cut to the house and freak my maid
You see, she dosen't speak english but we don't talk
I call her lucy and she's juicy, makes your eye balls walk
We never hesitate to make good love
She clean up my house and then clean me up
So check it out, you bitches
I tell you a story of rags to riches
So check it out, freak nasty
I know you're fine but you look like lassie
Bitch, not a long ago i used to hang at the mall
Top floor, baby, all the freaks i called
And if they didn't wanna come that ain't shit
I just drop a few lines and then call her bitch...
Bitch!
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Bitch funky fresh from oakland california... Dangerous music and it don't stop to the beat baby... Bitches on my mind I can't hold back now's the time All you loud mouth bitches talk too much And you dick teasin' bitches never fuck I seen a long hair bitch's workin' instincts Her hair ain't really but two inches All you bald head hoes in the oakland world Runnin' around town with jeri curls Nappy head niggas like myself Get a bald-head and say: 'go to hell!' But you's a snake, you's the one You bald-head bitch, you need a perm So much game when the homies tough I make a bitch go who never sucks It really ain't life but i just met her Now i'm sayin': 'bitch, suck better!' Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know I came to the party and turned it up You say: 'ouh, he's got a dirty mouth!' But, bitch, i kept talkin' shit Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch I wanna blowjob and i'm not kiddin' Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin' I'm that nigga you'll answer to If i say: 'bitch, jump!', that's what you do I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' your mind Breakin' you and your cousin at the same time With a dirty rap comin' out my mouth And you know damn well what i'm talkin' about I'm the too $hort, baby, way too cold So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe The dope fiend beat... For all you junkies to just ride... H-e-a-d, i need a doctor just for me To suck my dick like a vet To give me head until i sweat She gotta suck dick So i can tell all my homies just what she did She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch to the beat I'm too $hort, i said my name is too $hort and it don't stop I love you bitches for the blowjobs I just laugh over and over When the bitch drinks sperm like it's soda I straight start aimin', would i miss? Get back bitch, i wouldn't never kiss I say she looks so good and she's so big But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp If i wanna i could rock her But i can't fuck no-head doctor Bitches don't know that's too $hort's tip You might get geed if you don't suck dick But i'm so fresh, i'm so down I tell you bitches the other way around If you do me first then i do you So the game jumps up when the bitch is true Soon as i come all in her mouth I smooth get dressed and roll out I'm too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again One mc, one bitch broken I tell you, baby, playin' just like that I'm the best of the players to the ice cold vet And, bitch, you just a bitch You work fastfood and you think you rich You see, my game don't stop when it's on the one I love to see you when you work that thang Gettin' real busy at the back of the car Rollin' down the skyline boulevard I say: 'bitch, what are you smokin'?' A big fat dick in the big east oakland I see my homie, he needs to quit She was walkin' down the street With a big fat bitch, maybe i'm wrong He might get every two weeks that welfare check Oakland, california, is the city of snakes Pimps, pussies, players and fakes The big oaktown, the city of liars Fresh storewires and voltaires A strip, bitches, nasty freaks My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats... She's a bitch to the dope fiend beat... All you junkies just ride... Bitches on my mind I can't hold back, now it's the time To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw Opened eyes and guess what i saw Bitches on my mind Grabbed the microphone and then i started to rhyme What would life be if it wasn't too $hort It be nothin' but rappers from old new york But that's not likely and there's no doubt Bitches like me cause i'm turnin' it out I'm here, there, everywhere Sportin' fat gold rope, i'm a mothafuckin' player Recognize game when it's on your face As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass Crook it up loud, would be doin' fine Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme Some young tender dosen't like this beat But a bitch ain't nothin' but a word to me I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid Cut to the house and freak my maid You see, she dosen't speak english but we don't talk I call her lucy and she's juicy, makes your eye balls walk We never hesitate to make good love She clean up my house and then clean me up So check it out, you bitches I tell you a story of rags to riches So check it out, freak nasty I know you're fine but you look like lassie Bitch, not a long ago i used to hang at the mall Top floor, baby, all the freaks i called And if they didn't wanna come that ain't shit I just drop a few lines and then call her bitch... Bitch!
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