Too Short Don't Trust Her Lyrics
[Badwayz]
Yeah, don't trust her
Don't trust yo' n____
Yeah, uhh
Now do you love your b____ or do you trust your b____?
Now do you love your n____ or do you trust your n____? Yeah
[Verse One]
Now do you love your b____ or do you trust your b____?
Cause n____z gotta tendencies to follow they d___
You down with Too $hort girl? He a ho
Cause I'll s_____ a b____ up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain n____z fall in love with them hookers
n____ the p____ ain't yours cause another n____ took her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the karats in the rang
Now who she wanna leave with, she know we got the sticky
The n____z wearin d___ies or the n____z givin hickies
She know what she want, she want that California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho' with the top back
But she know I gotta hit before we start that
Man don't trust her
[Interlude One]
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the f___ I'm talkin about
(What?) You can't trust a b____!
(The f___ you mean?) What'chu mean? Where the f___ you been?
(Me and my girl Robin went to the car wash)
I don't wanna hear that s___
Robin called me lookin for yo' m_________in a__
What the f___ you think? (whatever, whatever)
That's what the f___ I'm talkin 'bout, I'm talkin 'bout
(You trippin) I can't trust yo' m_________in a__
You need to get yo' a__ the f___ up outta here
(n____ let's just f___, okay?)
No I ain't even f___in, ain't worth that m_________er
Now do you love your b____ or do you trust your b____?
Now do you love your n____ or do you trust your n____?
n____ what what, what what wha-what?
[Verse Two]
Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma tell you right now
The peter man make the plans
It's like when I step up in the club I gotta catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I cain't help myself
I don't really mean to cheat, I ain't lyin I'm a freak
Pager goin beep and I'm steady tryin to creep
I admit, I'm a - sinner
I did what I had to do just to get in her
I simply whispered in her ear
Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she wanna hear
Now I'm knowin I can hit it
Cause the s___ was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down with $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Badwayz? Yeah I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort Records: In Platinum We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you ain't heard that?
But matter of fact, I got some weed in the 'llac
We can finish these drinks and go smoke that s___
And from there, ain't no tellin where we gon' get
But don't trust her
[Interlude Two]
That's the type of s___ I'm talkin about (what?)
That f___in around s___ man that s___ is not cool
(f___in around n____, you been f___in around too with some-a your hoes)
(Now how you gon' come off on me like that?)
Man you ain't got no clue, you don't know what the f___'s goin on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to handle business (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
b____, what the f___ you think I'm doin?
(Well as long as you bringin that lucci home to me baby)
Now do you love your b____ or do you trust your b____?
Now do you love your n____ or do you trust your n____?
n____ what what, what what wha-what?
[Verse Three]
You see it's way after 12 and I'm out wit'cho b____
Tossin up, while you workin on the midnight shift
Got you f___ed up mad, bout to start a rage
She won't answer the phone, won't return your page
Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real dapper
She takin all yo' change and she spend it on us rappers
f___in all in yo' house, bustin all on yo' sheets
When I come to yo' town, I be d_____ yo' freak
Then you come back home lickin all on that ho
Would have a fit ever knowin she was suckin Joe
She love money and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be ballin
When it all falls down, you cain't trust that b____
If she make you too mad you might bust that b____
Be locked down in county for a__aultin s___
But for love and the p____ you done bought that b____
Don't trust her
Don't trust her, don't trust that b____
Now do you love your b____ or do you trust your b____?
Don't trust her
Now do you love your n____ or do you trust your n____?
n____ what what, what what wha-what?
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