Too Short It's Alright Lyrics
[Too Short:]
I love things about you (it's alright) you got it going on
I'm not in love and this is not a love song, but you've been down for so long
You should never be wrong, I know it's all my fault
My mind been gone, I'm always on the chase
Lipstick on my face, when I get home
You gotta get on my case, cause I've been f___in' up
Coming home smelling like her, I can't f___ it up
Call your mama tell her how it hurts, tell her
I'm a dog, but don't say that's all
I came in first place at the players ball, and now I got my skrill on
My new grill on, put you through some s___ girl
But I know you're real strong, you say I never find a real one like you
But I never take the time to feel like you, I put the game down
The way it's suppose to be, don't be a punk a__ b____, just get open with me
[Too Short talking:]
Cause I'm a real player. A-yo Pimp C I don't think they feel us.
[Pimp C:]
There's a very thin line between love and hate
And there's a very thin line between a f___ and a date
Girl you know when I was hollering at you
I want to hit, I ain't got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my grip
I'm screaming "Steady pimp" you steady trying a change me
Running that game your mama taught you, b____ that s___ don't faze me
Say b____ I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen again
But all that s___ your cousin toldyou has gone in the wind
Just cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
Like I'm a trick I'm a let you have half of everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm trying to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too Short, baby lady friends
Talking bout your sister saw me with a brand new b____ at the club
Coming at me wiht high school s___, b____ you must be in love
s___e Age, new faze, I done payed the price
Hoping you ain't bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But b____ that's alright
[Pimp C talking:]
You can keep your funky a__ p____, you know what I'm saying? Straight up.
What's up Short?
[Too Short:]
s___ go back to pimpology man. These hoe know it's alright though and if
they don't Bun will let them know.
[Bun B:]
Baby you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like dope
I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
Cause you've obviously flipped your lid, but what's done is did
I'm putting youup for sale for the highest bid
Or an a__ from kid s___, you got me twist-ed
Little Bun won't be another statist-ic, this love affair went ballist-ic
Puttin' them messy a__ hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun juiced like mystic
n____ believe me s___'s thick, loves lost
nothing's gained but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you can't tame, a wild animal
Feeding lettece to a cannibal, make a grown man wear goranibals
And I can't handle, bullshit that's unnessessary
You can't handle being with a G, I guess it's scary
It's the very thing that put us together seperated us
Player hated us, and things will never be the way it was
I hate to say it cause, but find another shoulder to cry on
Stop gettin' your lie on, baby it's alright
[Too Short talking:]
I wanna dedicate this song to my b____, quit tripping and bring your a__
home, baby I love you, al long as you got my money
[Pimp C talking:]
You know what I'm saying? It's 199 reits, know what I'm sayin', straight up
pimpin', you know what I'm talking about, I'm trying to see some papers,
some dead ones.
[Bun B talking:]
Some real s___ going on, you know what I'm saying? This is Big Bun and I'm
out with my n____ Short and my n____ Pimp C. You know how players is with
b____es on your d___.
[Pimp C talking:]
Pimping ain't dead, they just scared you know what I'm talking about?
What's up Short?
[Too Short:]
Ain't no love b____ (ha ha ha ha) Beeotch. Tell them m_________ers at Jive
to quit trippin'.
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