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too hort – invasion of the flat booty bitches (erick sermon remix) lyrics

yeah that’s right
we gonna flash back
to 1983
i’ma show you n-gg-s how i was spittin’ this pimp game
before most of you n-gg-s even started rappin’
1983, too $hort
word for word
like this baby, invasion of the flat booty b-tches

a n-gg- like me i know what’s up
i want a nasty b-tch with a lot of b-tt
if i can’t find one anywhere
it turns my dreams to nightmares
baby right there ain’t got no -ss
but she’s okay if she got cash

b-tches, b-tches, b-tches
invasion of the flat booty b-tches

i’ll tell ’bout a day that i had
seen nothin’ but b-tches with no -ss
i woke up early felling right
do the same d-mn thing every day of my life
cause every morning you know i get
a good bl-wj-b from a real fine b-tch
strokin’, smokin’, sir too $hort
thinking about the day before
30 minutes after i rolled out
i pulled a freak took her to my house
she was h-lla young with a lot of b-tt
she sucked my d-ck and then we f-cked
that good tight p-ssy i couldn’t p-ss
a light-skined freak with so much -ss
at 1 p.m. i was f-ckin’ away
i wanna do the same thing again today
today my story made itself
every b-tch i saw was flat as h-ll
i told myself “i must need gl-sses”
where’s them b-tches with the big round -sses
me and me homie just wanna be tuff
bring two b-tches then switch’em up
it was 3:35 the strip was lit
every two blocks i saw a different b-tch
waitng on the bus someone was walking
me and my homie just started talking
i said “homie she looks good”
he said “that -ss is flat as wood”
i said “what about baby in the black”
and he said “short she’s all that”

b-tches, b-tches, b-tches
invasion of the flat booty b-tches

every single day of the week
for every n-gg-r living there’s a freak
if you got game and a bed
why not get f-cked and get some head
cause b-tches all over wanna get f-cked
i just need one with a lot of b-tt
me and my homie rollin’ and smokin’
flat booty b-tches took over oakland
i told my homie “i hate to say
all the b-tches with -ss stay home today”
and he said “short what now”
put the pedal to the metal and hit the beat town
i thought them b-tches out there was fine
but the invasion was on and it f-cked my mind

b-tches, b-tches, b-tches
invasion of the flat booty b-tches

we hit the beat town like oakland players
i knew it b-tches was everywere
the first one had t-ties so fat
but that don’t work her -ss was flat
the second b-tch was flat too
talked about the b-tch like a m-th-f-ckin’ fool
i said beyotch
i know i’m capin’
where’s your -ss baby what happened
she turned around caped back on me
said “f-ck you n-gg- where’s your teeth”
i dam near fell jummping out the car
but i slapped that and slapped her hard
my homie said “short we gots to cut”
but i was spankin’ that b-tch on her big flat b-tt
we parked the car and took a walk
i saw another b-tch a i had to talk
i said “baby, baby, baby come here
yeah you baby with the long long hair”
baby came over from across the street
standing on the corner talking to me
i was spittin’ the game but i talked too fast
’cause i didn’t even notice that she had a flat -ss
sheit!
and i was ready to go
we was rollin’ back to the o’
i told that b-tch “i changed my mind”
she looked at me and she said “why”
i said i’m sir too $hort the oakland player
i’m not one of them n-gg-z who don’t care
it’s no thang to do my duty
but not with you and your flat booty
in the berkley town what did we find
freak after freak with no behind
one long day i never got in
i’m glad that sh-t never happend again

invasion of the flat booty b-tches

the invasion (beyotch) is on

that’s that old school
’83
still pimpin’ baby
short dog
you know i can’t stay away from this game

- too hort lyrics

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