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Pimp ho

Its like Too Short raps been around a
I rocked to the and got my own style
Im from the O city, and I said it
I was born to mack, call me Playboy
You wanna get freaky? at the time
We could do the nasty, but its almost
My show starts at ten, I to go
Like the mack said, homie, the ho
it out everybody, if you got two ears
Turn your radio up, Short Gog is

If the bass aint kickin', up the phone
911, tell 'em, turn it on
Bumped a young tender in a tight red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big
She said, "I love you", it again
At the motel her and her friends
Like a Too Short rap, and everybody
Like the mack said, homie, pimp the
no need in playin' games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant when youre too small

No need to rush, your time
To adjust to the changes in my
To you rappers, tonights night
You all straight up on your mic
Im the best, but let me see
I make a lotta money, could be me?
He said, hell no, Im the of the rap
Looked me in my eyes, said, with that
I said, hold on, buddy, dont talk that
You drank two 40's, now you must be

He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go"
Like the Mack said, homie, I the ho
All hail the king, go straight to
If your girlfriends freakin' on a tale
Better play your rap and take off
Before the bitch gets wet and still soft
No need to rush, take time
To to the changes in my rhyme
I was on the turf, cold out
When a MC got hit in the mouth

Tryin' to find out if he can hang me
The boy got hooked on the dope beat
I said, bitch, are you smokin'?
It aint funny, cool, I aint
You never shoulda I was fakin' the place
You got socked straight in your face
Im the MC on a microphone
Now the sucker MCs leave me alone
They might suck on yours, but they cant get
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the

Im not talkin' 'bout hookers in
When you pimp like me, put your to work
Its like 24 hoes, better known as
I grab that mic, I spit these raps
I start workin the hoes, and it dont stop
Its goin' on the panties drop
Im sir, Too Short, like I
Bitch cant lick, dont me head
Had a fresh young tender, say her name
Its the same old story, ran the same old

She can blow more than a well blows water
The wont stop when she get started
Like the freak you married, I had to get her
Aint no doubt, short dog get her
Im a player, I cant lie
They call me playboy Short, and I you why
Im a mack, so get
I put my tape in the deck in my
And as my goes on definitely
I speak word loud as can be

Im the O, and like I said
If girlfriends freakin', I accept all head
out the combination, and I open the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and then that cock
Back to back the Oakland Raiders
In and out your crossfaders
people dance all over the floor
Lovin that rapper named sir Too
You got my bank, girl, no time to act silly
Im dynamite, baby, and my name aint

Cold as hell, hard to
I spit these and rock yo block
Hit the talkin' 'bout, its goin' on
And the next you know, the whole nations gone
Its too on the mic
And Im spittin' mo raps than any rapper you
So all you rappers, you hate my beat
All I say is, dont fuck with me
My game is tight, my is made
You can big Short, but I still get paid

You say, I cant, I say you can
respect, little boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you laughin' when you came in the
Punk, I start laughin' when I spit in your
See I know how I feel, I should be shut at
But Im a true MC, I rockin' on
I wont say Im best, declare Im bad
Im just a rappin' muthafucka a hard-ass rap
Too Short comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your
Be a man if you can, 'coz it get worse
You be walkin' 'round with a wig and a purse
No tellin' whats next, I know
Like the Mack said, homie, the ho

Ill be to you
be good to me
Anything you
Or anything you

I got my eye on you
And Im you
Ill give you all my
You just that ho

Im never draggin' Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money
I jump my car, drop it if its sunny
Doggin' the freaks, and all that
Long haired with real big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
Grab the microphone and makin' grands
I take a freak to her room, not a trick
I cold chill out at the Six

Im ridin in the car, and I cant be
Im the hardest rappin' from this town
My is sir too Short, and if you say, "So what?"
I look you in eye, and wouldnt give a fuck
I live a lifestyle, aint no trip
8 years on the mike, and aint it yet
So when you see me on stage, I wont blow you a
I put my finger in the air and tell you just like
Say

the ho