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too short – coming up $hort lyrics

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(b-tch!)
b-tches keep comin up $hort
f-ckin with too $hort,too $hort
(b-tch!)
too $hort,too $hort
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now f-ck around and get a 5 finger hand print straight across your face
to make sure you b-tches understand that i’m a pimp-mack-player–ss n-gg-
not a gentleman ain’t gonna be no sucker–ss swindlin
i know ya starvin b-tch what you gonna eat?
just because i picked you up i guess you waitin on me
it ain’t goin be that,you shoulda ate or bought’cha -ss a plate
cos on this date we just f-ckin till it’s late
i ain’t romeo,prince charming or knight in shining armour
i’m only out to f-ck a b-tch,f-ck tryin to charm her
i treat a fine -ss b-tch like dirt
no money in her purse,a f-ck is all she’s worth
lookin h-lla good in the club like a ho
b-tch,you need to go find a n-gg- to buy some more drinks
at the bar,fill you up with long islands
while i be all in your face tryin to f-ck smilin
cos short dawg’ll never cater to you hos
and if you ain’t f-ckin i say “later” to you hos
so if you b-tches gotta plot
you better get gonna get shot f-ckin with short dawg

b-tches keep comin up $hort
f-ckin with too $hort,too $hort
(b-tch!)
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b-tches be like rabbits wanting diamonds and carats
see my car,see my house and they think i’m a sheriff
i ain’t never been a marked b-tch,you too b-llsy
wanna drive my car closed-up,that’s when you lost me
i tell a b-tch real quick,i ain’t no tootsy roll
all you good fo’ is some head and some p-ssy,ho!
and if the p-ssy and the head tight,we f-ck em twice
cos short dawg ain’t nuttin nice
b-tch jumped in the car,asks me where we goin?
i’m shorty the pimp b-tch,you goin hoin
f-cked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
raised up out the p-ssy,now i’m in the traffic
now p-ssy still wet,got my d-ck in her hand
lickin all around it,rollin through the flat lands
stickin to my script,never p-ssy-whipped
seein n-gg-s with them b-tches,im a taurus the pimp
i use to break hos for scrilla,but now i got mine and
i’m makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town b-tches
livin large for a night,turn back into pumpkins
when i’m through f-ckin,b-tches leavin with nothin

b-tches keep comin up $hort
f-ckin with too $hort,too $hort
(b-tch!)
too-too $hort,too $hort(hos can’t f-ck with me)
(b-tch!)too $hort
now break it down to the beat one time!
ol’ school.tell ya lil’ somethin about shorty

i’m the east oakland player,lovers are mooshy
i f-ck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and p-ssy
b-tches keep lookin for some too $hort nuts
squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
b-tch might lose her mind if i raw-dig her
get pregnant,move her in and make ma and pa richer
no more player,no shorty the pimp
i get payed,divert a cheque and get forty per cent
all the homies talkin bad,hair down,walkin sad
got the broad livin with me,baby sayin “dad!”
s-x played out and ol’shorty’s bored getting fat!
then my b-tch turn into a rat
i could try to mack again but the b-tches won’t want me
cos i’m all washed up,broke,fat and funky
short dawg is through,people call me todd shaw
all the rappers who was fake on the mic,got raw
ugly hos playin hard-to-get,sold all my cars
now i ride the bus and sh-t
i had a ’94 lexus,rolexes,i sold it all
now i can’t afford breakfast
i lost everything i worked to be
never thought i’d be a trick,payin hos to serve me
sh-t!snap back came out of my dream
sh-t can really happen if you know what i mean?
but f-ck a wife b–tch,stay away
don’t wanna own a p-ssy,keep the babies on lay-away
b-tch called my home,said it was mine
she didn’t know i f-cked her with a d-ld- the whole time
star-struck b-tch seein dollar signs,she think the world is fine
playin games so i taught her mine
tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap
learnt a lesson from the game that i taught in my rap

b-tches keep comin up $hort
f-ckin with too $hort,too $hort
(b-tch!)
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