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too $hort - cocktales lyrics

these are the tales the freaky tales
these are the tales that i tell so well
you dont like my dirty raps? you can go to h-ll
cause $hort dawg is on the mic spittin c-cktales

[verse 1]
h-e-a-d
all you washed-up hoes trying to throw that p
you’re just a big freak, you better not complain
when you hear these c-cktales and you hear your name
if you a fake b-tch, ain’t no thing
i’ll pick up the phone and call janine

if i call marie, i know for a fact
i’m getting sucked in my drop-top cadillac
i met this freak named naomi
straight d-ck-sucker, worked me and my homies
she had a girlfriend, her name was vickie
i pulled her to the side and let her suck my d-ck

she was fine as f-ck, but can’t f-ck with tina
tina, tina, the sperm cleana’
i took her to my house and i told her “strip”
baby got freaky – started doing the splits
i said, “bee-yotch! do what you want
cause this true-blue mack won’t even front”
i f-cked her with my finger, she tried to c-m
p-ssy so tight it wouldn’t give me none
i’m too short, baby, couldn’t be no punk
i’m trying to get freaky cause i love the funk
my d-ck is big and her n-gga had a little one
i didn’t f-ck her freaky -ss but it was still fun

i know you stop and wonder just what it is
it’s the california lifestyle that i live
see i’m from the crew, dangerous, b-tch
i get on the mic and spit that freaky sh-t
i know this girl named annette
get her all alone and she’ll suck your d-ck
h-lla freaky, won’t say no for sh-t
you and her all alone, n-gga, that’s your b-tch

i know another freak her name’s joanne
i always get the p-ssy cause i know i can
finest b-tch around, ain’t got no man
every time she cross my mind i go f-ck her again
she’s like another b-tch named christina
b-tch so dumb, i named her “misdemeanor”
cause it had to be a crime to be that dumb
i took her to my house and she let me c-m in her mouth
you know i did all that sh-t
she got my number, if she beep me, i’m gonna call that b-tch
and go dig in them guts like a gardener
if she starts screaming i’m gonna f-ck the b-tch harder

[hook]
cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
these are the tales i tell so well
you don’t like my dirty rap you can go to h-ll
cause short dogg’s on the mic telling c-cktales

[verse 2]
i meet the groupies, hookers like kathy
f-cking mc’s cause she’s so nasty
see her backstage trying to throw that -ss
she just like the freaks and she had to p-ss me that p-ssy
you can’t stop the b-tch
let her roll on my vogues then i drop the b-tch
my name is short, my game is long
i freak these hoes and sing these songs
i know a b-tch named stephanie
do anything she can to have s-x with me
she really don’t bring out the best in me
but i love her fine -ss laying next to me

she’s like another freak named nicole
so d-mn sprung on my diamonds and gold
i took her to my house, she gave me the panties
i f-cked her so good she told her friend named angie
angie called me up about 2 weeks later
talking some sh-t about “do me, player”
so i did her just like tamara
taking naked pictures with my polaroid camera
next they told a b-tch named raquel
got my skin all under her fingernails
she was digging in my back while i grind the sh-t
that was way back, now i can’t find the b-tch
but if i do, i’ll probably do the same again
break the b-tch for everything, cause i came to pimp
i’m too short, baby, i don’t stop macking
i grab the microphone and i don’t stop rapping
you can bet your life as i spit these raps
i’ll be f-cking em up like that, b-tch!

i know a b-tch, her name was sherry
i had to cut her loose cause she wanted to get married
p-ssy so good and i do mean very
sometimes it’s shaved and sometimes it’s hairy
i’m short dogg, ain’t nothing nice
you ever make me mad and i’ll f-ck your wife
have fun with your b-tch and have her sprung on my d-ck
i guess i’ll pull it out and just c-m on your b-tch

like my other little tramp named erica
anywhere i want to f-ck, that’s where i f-ck
cause she’s the freakiest b-tch in america
and every time i get the p-ssy, i just tear it up

cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
these are the tales that i tell so well
you dont like my dirty raps you can go to h-ll
cause short dog is on mic spittin c-cktales
be-yotch! and it dont stop to the beat

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