Too $hort Dope Fiend Beat Lyrics
; b____, funky fresh from oakland, california...
Dangerous music and it dont stop to the beat, baby...
b____es on my mind
I cant hold back, nows the time
All you loud-mouth b____es talk too much
And you d___ teasin b____es never f___
I seen long-hair b____es, workin in stitches
Her hair aint really but two inches
All you bald-head hoes in the oakland world
Runnin around town with jheri curls
Nappy head n____s like myself
Get a bald-head and say: go to hell!
But yous a snake, yous the one
You bald-head b____, you need a perm
So much game when the homies tough
I make a b____ go who never sucks
It really aint life but I just met her
Now Im sayin: b____, suck better!
f___ you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know
I came to the party and turned it up
You say: ouh, hes got a dirty mouth!
But, b____, I kept talkin s___
m________ you, d___ s___-head b____
I wanna b______ and Im not kiddin
Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin
Im that n____ youll answer to
If I say: b____, jump!, thats what you do
Im a fast talkin conman blowin your mind
Breakin you and your cousin at the same time
With a dirty rap comin out my mouth
And you know d___ well what Im talkin about
Im the too $hort, baby, way too cold
So m________ you, b____, g______ a__ hoe
The dope fiend beat...
For all you junkies to just ride...
H-e-a-d, I need a doctor just for me
To suck my d___ like a vet
To give me head until I sweat
She gotta suck d___
So I can tell all my homies just what she did
She sucked and sucked and shes a b____ to the beat
Im too $hort, I said my name is too $hort and it dont stop
I love you b____es for the b______s
I just laugh over and over
When the b____ drinks sperm like its soda
I straight start aimin, would I miss?
Get back b____, I wouldnt never kiss
I say she looks so good and shes so big
But, man oh man, that b____ can wimp
If I wanna I could rock her
But I cant f___ no-head doctor
b____es dont know thats too $horts tip
You might get geed if you dont suck d___
But Im so fresh, Im so down
I tell you b____es the other way around
If you do me first then I do you
So the game jumps up when the b____ is true
Soon as I come all in her mouth
I smooth get dressed and roll out
Im too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again
One mc, one b____ broken
I tell you, baby, playin just like that
Im the best of the players to the ice cold vet
And, b____, you just a b____
You work fastfood and you think you rich
You see, my game dont stop when its on the one
I love to see you when you work that thang
Gettin real busy at the back of the car
Rollin down the skyline boulevard
I say: b____, what are you smokin?
A big fat d___ in the big east oakland
I see my homie, he needs to quit
She was walkin down the street
With a big fat b____, maybe Im wrong
He might get every two weeks that welfare check
Oakland, california, is the city of snakes
Pimps, p____es, players and fakes
The big oaktown, the city of liars
Fresh storewires and voltaires
A strip, b____es, nasty freaks
My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats...
Shes a b____ to the dope fiend beat...
All you junkies just ride...
b____es on my mind
I cant hold back, now its the time
To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw
Opened eyes and guess what I saw
b____es on my mind
Grabbed the microphone and then I started to rhyme
What would life be if it wasnt too $hort
It be nothin but rappers from old new york
But thats not likely and theres no doubt
b____es like me cause Im turnin it out
Im here, there, everywhere
Sportin fat gold rope, Im a m________in player
Recognize game when its on your face
As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass
Crook it up loud, would be doin fine
Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme
Some young tender dosent like this beat
But a b____ aint nothin but a word to me
I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid
Cut to the house and freak my maid
You see, she dosent speak english but we dont talk
I call her lucy and shes juicy, makes your eye b____ walk
We never hesitate to make good love
She clean up my house and then clean me up
So check it out, you b____es
I tell you a story of rags to riches
So check it out, freak nasty
I know youre fine but you look like lassie
b____, not a long ago I used to hang at the mall
Top floor, baby, all the freaks I called
And if they didnt wanna come that aint s___
I just drop a few lines and then call her b____...
b____!
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