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story goes It's true, in 1982. Me and Freddy B sold the tapes to you. X-rated, talkin' 'bout bitches and thugs. All the dope-dealers gettin' rich sellin' drugs Too $hort bumpin' in the background. You
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. {Like the beat hear knocks} this my one. {Got 'em all in the clubs yellin} this my one Too $hort. Things can't stay the same. Somebody gotta break the chain. Put some big money back in the game. We
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the stage bitch. Get off the stage bitch. Get off the stage Too $hort. When all the rappers come to town you wanna stand next to 'em. What you swingin' on his nuts for man, what you doin'?. Go back
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then I send 'em back. Gotta be jazzy, can't have the shoes without the bag (Dolla) Too $hort. I wanna send a special shoutout. To all the females with the matchin' bags, purses, shoes. All the
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Chorus Kool Ace. Wanna see the pink now. Go and pull them panties down. Gotta see the pink now. Go and pull them panties down Too $hort. You made a lot of money since you hit the stage. Swingin
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up. Then all you little bitches see me and hoe up Square people, don't want me around. We get crunked in the A, we go dumb in the town. They say we like to clown. But we get too stupid on that hi
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ain't too hot to be shook Broke bitch. You can't * with me, you can't afford me. Broke bitch. You can't even afford a happy meal from McDonald's Broke bitch. Five dollars worth of gas, where you
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sell your soul. To the devil motherfucker cause you're way too cold. And all the people hide and just run inside. Cause you keep usin yo' gat commitin homicide. Boy I tell ya, Life Is way Too $hort
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Chorus - X2. (* you) Nigga * you too. (* you) Nigga * you too. (* you) Nigga * you too. Nigga F. U. C. K. Y. O. U. Too $hort. You finna get yo' ass whooped bitch. You bout
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I think you got it, baby, you so erotic, baby. That freaky * you doin', don't stop it, baby. I like your style, girl, you kinda wild, girl. When you hit that stage and turn 'em out, girl Make
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felt good about Let's get this money, that's what I want you for. Don't make me wait too long 'cause life is Too $hort. She said, Gladly an' then she had me. Jumped in my Caddy an' called me Daddy I
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? It ain't the same baby, * done changed baby. What what game recognize game baby. What what all my thugs let 'em hang baby. Chyna White and Too Sheezy off the chain baby, ya heard? I been spittin
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ain't gon' be no one-sided, I support her *. Just because she hurt, Too $hort got a grip, bitch I break it down, like the beat. Ride you like a motherfucking seventy-three. Old school, every time I
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trippin'. (You nasty) Too many tight lil' dresses with no panties on. Too many females tryin' to take a man home. Where your mommy and your daddy at?. Just because a player got a Cadillac You wanna lay
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Pimp niggas don't pay a dime. I'm fuckin' 2 bitches at the same time. Then I hit the studio and write a rhyme. I call it, tramp hoes ain't hard to find I took 2 bitches to a hotel. I told 'em
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' town too. So if it ain't you I hope, you gots no problem. 'Cause we might have to solve 'em From city to city, we got your back. Ain't nothin but pimps and G'z, we ride like that. Keepin' the top
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Too Sheezy, whats up main?. Playa for life baby, you got to go out there. And handle your business get my money. Handle yours, playas play on bitch Nigga thats pimp * bitches gonna pay me
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'. 'Cause it's too many black hoes here that might see ya. If I peep a white broad with some ass and lips Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch somein'. 'Cause I might end up fuckin'. I don't care what
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