Bitch, funky fresh from Oakland, Dangerous and it don't stop to the beat, baby
Bitches on my I can't back, now's the time All you bitches talk too much And you dick teasin' bitches never I long-hair bitches, workin in stitches Her hair really but two inches All you bald-head hoes in the world Runnin' around town jheri curls Nappy head like myself Get a and say 'Go to hell!' But a snake, you's the one You bald-head bitch, you a perm So game when the homies tough I make a go who never sucks It really ain't life but I met her Now I'm sayin' 'Bitch, better!' Fuck you, hoe, tell me just what you know I came to the and turned it up You say 'Ouh, he's got a mouth!' But, bitch, I kept shit Mothafuck you, damn shit-head I wanna blowjob and I'm not Work it in your mouth till head starts spinnin' I'm nigga you'll answer to If I say 'Bitch, jump!', that's you do I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' mind Breakin' you and your cousin at the time With a dirty rap comin' out my And you know damn what I'm talkin' about I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too So you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe
The dope fiend For all you junkies to ride
H-E-A-D, I need a just for me To suck my dick a vet To give me head I sweat She gotta dick So I can tell all my homies just she did She sucked and sucked and a bitch to the beat I'm Too $hort, I said my name is Too $hort and it don't I you bitches for the blowjobs I laugh over and over When the bitch drinks like it's soda I start aimin', would I miss? Get back bitch, I never kiss I say she looks so and she's so big But, man oh man, that can wimp If I wanna I rock her But I can't fuck doctor Bitches don't know Too $hort's tip You might get geed if you don't suck But I'm so fresh, I'm so I tell you bitches the way around If you do me then I do you So the jumps up when the bitch is true Soon as I all in her mouth I get dressed and roll out I'm Too $hort, baby, fresh again One MC, one broken I tell you, baby, playin' just like I'm the of the players to the ice cold vet And, bitch, you just a You work and you think you rich You see, my game stop when it's on the one I love to see you when you work thang Gettin' real at the back of the car Rollin' down the Boulevard I say 'Bitch, what are you A big fat dick in the big East I see my homie, he to quit She was walkin' down the With a big fat bitch, I'm wrong He might get every two that welfare check Oakland, California, is the city of Pimps, pussies, and fakes The big Oaktown, the city of Fresh and voltaires A strip, bitches, freaks My raps, homeboy, with beats
She's a to the dope fiend beat All you just ride
Bitches on my I can't hold back, now it's the To bust a nut, right nut, in her jaw eyes and guess what I saw Bitches on my Grabbed the and then I started to rhyme would life be if it wasn't Too $hort It be nothin' but from old New York But that's not likely and no doubt like me cause I'm turnin' it out I'm here, there, fat gold rope, I'm a mothafuckin' player Recognize when it's on your face As you dip to the beat and you feel the Crook it up loud, would be fine like a pimp and check my rhyme Some young tender dosen't like this But a bitch nothin' but a word to me I can check her, wreck her, or just get Cut to the house and my maid You see, she dosen't speak english but we talk I call her Lucy and she's juicy, makes your eye walk We never hesitate to make love She clean up my and then clean me up So it out, you bitches I you a story of rags to riches So check it out, freak I know you're fine but you look like Bitch, not a long ago I to hang at the mall Top floor, baby, all the I called And if they didn't come that ain't shit I drop a few lines and then call her bitch