too $hort - whatcha got lyrics
[chorus: pimp c]
show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i really wanna f-ck witcha, b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i see you bendin’ over, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
drop it to the ground, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
it’s really goin’ down, young b-tch, whatcha got
[post-chorus: pimp c]
show that monkey, ho, bend it over, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, show that p-ssy, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, bend it over, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, show that p-ssy, b-tch
[verse 1: pimp c]
i ain’t the one to be makin’ it rain
but every d-mn day i be grippin’ on grain
a hundred and seventy karats in my piece and my chain
i like knowledge but i love good brain
never been to college but i got a degree
in breakin’ a b-tch, i got a ph.d
i remember ’98, atlanta gentlemen’s club
buyin’ out the bar, smokin’ light green drugs
free big meech, n-gga; break a georgia peach, n-gga
first verse upfront, ain’t no speech, n-gga
she jump in the lambo, money from my pocket
f-ckin’ ’round with me, i knock your p-ssy outta socket
[chorus: pimp c]
show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i really wanna f-ck witcha, b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i see you bendin’ over, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
drop it to the ground, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
it’s really goin’ down, young b-tch, whatcha got
[verse 2: too $hort]
she wants that real love
somethin’ better, ’cause she don’t really feel much
with that n-gga, he don’t really freak her tough
she said he can’t go deep enough
i don’t give a f-ck about him or that b-tch
she all in my face tryna give me that sh-t
so hit that, then i give it back
she let me f-ck when i want with no strings attached
like a slave, he owns his wife
keeps her locked in the house, she lives a lonely life
never let her out and never says he loves her
won’t even f-ck her, barely even touches her
the b-tch was sad when she told me all about it
i’m straight from the town so you know i started poundin’
you mad at your man, what you want me to do?
give you some d-ck? well, b-tch, come on through
[chorus: pimp c]
show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i really wanna f-ck witcha, b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
i see you bendin’ over, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
drop it to the ground, young b-tch, whatcha got
i said show me whatcha workin’ wit’, b-tch, whatcha got
it’s really goin’ down, young b-tch, whatcha got
[outro: pimp c]
show that monkey, ho, bend it over, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, show that p-ssy, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, bend it over, b-tch
show that monkey, ho, show that p-ssy, b-tch
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