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Shock g:

The mother fucking funk seesion is about to begin
Crowd around, ladies and gentlemen crowd around
The funk session is about to begin
When i say funk session, i ain't talking about george clinton
I love that nigger though
I ain't talking about james brown and sly stone
I'm not talking about mother fucking the time and prince
(what you talking about?)
We talking about funk session 96 style
96 funk mean a different thing
That means you looked at my woman, and i'm stepping to you
And you about to pull out the gat and try to blow a nigger's brains out

Too short:

You see we can't along cause we just don't want to
You cross the game and my crew will just stomp you
And sing the ripper, we just say oh well
And the white man keeps on building more jails
I know the system ain't nothing to fool with
Cause you locked up all my homies that i went to school with
And i know damn well you got my name on the list
Cause i'm the one that called your daughter a bitch
Just a black man doin good, you wanna do me
Before you ban rap you need to ban them violent movies
Gangsta rap causes crime, mike tyson wrecked the system
Larry hoover ran a gang in illinios can't forget
Malcom x taught us knowledge, martin luther preached for peace
And every day black men lying dead in the street
So where's the real education, in the hood
Peace to the muslims cause they're doing real good
They're never giving up, on the black folks
We need to buy our own land and try to stack dough
Get rich if you want to, i ain't trying to front you
If robert gold want some funk tell him come through
It's been a long night but we're still getting funky
Who opened up the cage and let out the monkey
I heard it when she said it, "you just a dogg short
Like them g's out in south side chicago"
I said that's right hoe, i'm from the east o
And i will never spend my money on a six-fo
High performance, is what i'm riding
I got the game from oakland so i never stop siding
I'm getting money in this criminal's country
Hoe's show me love because my pimping's so lovely
I'm not a role model, unless you trying to mack her
Cause first i am player and second i'm a rapper
Third i'm just a big ass baller
Top notch on my beeper but i still won't call her
Cause i got one with me, and i'm a pimp till i die
Don't be talking to them snitches, you'll get sent on a lie
Doing time in the pen for some backstabbing
I wonder what would happen if they catch em
You burn his balls with a big lighter, get the gasoline
And he'll be smoking like a mother fucking dope fiend
Nowaday's they like to kill your whole crew
For coming to the party and stepping on a shoe
He said excuse me, but it wasn't al-right
So now you want to take his punk ass outside
So you can hit him, and with him
Let his momma bury him in a suit that don't fit 'em
You don't give an f-u-c-k
So just fuck him
Didn't have to shoot him, just walked out and stuck him
Knife up and down all around in his gut
Standing in his blood looked down and said "what's up?"

What's up nigger, shock g tell 'em like treach

Shock g:

East coast niggers are the craziest
And west coast niggers are the craziest
And down south niggers are the craziest
It seems like all american niggers are the craziest

It done got out of hand
We don't drink that potion at the white mother fucking masses
Immediate and cooked up for us and now we killing each other
Remember me all, i want everybody to look back
Yo this is shock g from digital underground
I want you to look back right now
We rolling with the dangerous crew
I want you to look back when i said
Y'all remember that shit when i said, i said ah
America, get busy humpty yeah
The red the white the blue and the blue and red for crips and bloods
The white for whose got you doing time
We busting caps on one another and it never stops
You know it never stops
But you know, that shock's been searching for someone
Who can rise like malcom and farahkan
To straighten you niggers out

Shit they call me mc blowfish
Back when digital underground first started
Say, i was running the whole thing, say
The call me mc blowfish hey
Yeah, and i kick a little thing like this
I say, i say, i say, i say
Shorty check me out
I say, i say

Now follow as i slip into that butter melody
This is the part shock takes your heart and leaves you vision blurry
So try to focus on my dope
I suggest that you invest in a telescope
As i come with hella rythem
Move closer to your television
Get your look just like that hooker catch jay ism
Even with my vocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me though
As i flavor rub this vidy like oregano
I'm slanging them nouns and verbs
You couldn't see me with binoculars
I guess i'm just a little different cause i do love them hoes
Just maybe not the same way i love my niggeros
Cause i love it when they say something fly
The ill caps make me laugh till i cry
Some frys and some freaks and it's on
All night long
I love to see my homies living strong
But then that cook with that cloudy cookbook
Rains salts on another brother's sunny day
I'm wondering if we're really happy here with this lonely g game we play

I said i'm wondering if we're really happy here with this lonely g game we play
Cause it's hella fun here, i'm not going to front on that
Yeah, niggers have booming fun
Flossing and fucking with these hoes and capping niggers
But wheres we heading as a people
Where is we heading
This is the funk session y'all
Check me out
This is shock g from d-flow production squad
Cooling right now with the dangerous crew
Yeah i got my man breed in the house
Breed bought to roll a fatty while my man shorty b get on the 6 string
And blow your mind, yeah
I got pee-wee in the house
And you know what pee-wee said
He said, he said shock, you know that...(fade out)

Too short: nigga what,nigga what,nigga what

East side boyz:

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Us niggas from the south be representing shit
And trying to keep these player haters of our dick
Never fucking with these loud ass clicks and crews
And bucking down busters that be acting rude
Cause these niggas and these hoes be with some other shit
They like to talk behind your back but in your face they ride yo dick
That's why i stay tight with my crew,
So what you gone do when we come for you

Chorus repeat 4x: <what, wuz up, wuz up, what>(in background)

What the fuck you gone do nigga, what the
What the fuck you gone do, what you gone do (repeat 4x)

(hook): east side boyz

Represent yo' click motherfucker
And if you don't then you must be a buster (repeat 2x)
Now put your middle finger up motherfucker (repeat 2x)
Now drop them bows on them motherfucking suckers (repeat 2x)
Now get crunk motherfucker get crunk (repeat 2x)
Now get drunk motherfucket get drunk (repeat 2x)
Now tell them hoes to drop they clothes
And cut something for the motherfucking d-lo's

Chorus

Too $hort:

Short short, short, short
Now i don't give a fuck about ya' benz or ya light-skinned bitch
I don't give a fuck who you tell you don't like this shit
The fact still stand you got one girlfriend
And i fill like the whole world's pimp
I can't be like you, always acting fake
I can tell you how much a real mac can make
A million dollars ain't shit to spend
Get some new hoes and get it again
So don't tell me what'cha wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich hoe
Bitch ass nigga, i'm trying to get me a lick
She better pay me right now she wanna get some dick
I told cha' got the game from the old niggas
Everytime i park my car him come the gold diggers
With the easy pussy sign on display
If you looking for some money don't come this way

(hook): too short

You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you fucked every day of the week
I know you think you got it like that with p
I be fucking hoes everyday of the week biiitch!!!

Chorus

Too $hort:

Now i don't give a fuck about cha' phone book and all ya' pictures
Chilling at the club with all ya bitches
Lying on ya' dick save the drama
Got my eye on ya' bitch and ya baby mama, catch ya' snoozing
You know the rules pimp ya' bitch is chosing, ya' bout' to lose them
Yelling get cha' ass in the car bitch
But i'm much to fast with this hard dick
Short dog took ya' broad, it just can't be
Ya' bitch sucked me and fucked me and than she think me
I know the whole story, you ain't serving it right
I'll probably stop by and put some work in tonight

(hook): too short

You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you fucked everyday of the week
I know you think you got it like that with p
I be fucking hoes every day of the week
I know you couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you rode in luxury
I know you smoke colting that top notch freak
You never could be a better player than me, biiitch!!!

Chorus

(hook:) east side boyz
Now what's up fuck nigga what's up (repeat 2x)
You gone buck fuck nigga then buck (repeat 2x)
Ya' boys done left ya' now ya' stuck (repeat 2x)
Ain't got no pistol on ya ass so you stuck (repeat 2x)
You wanna run like a motherfucking bitch
You shouldn't have been no motherfucking snitch (repeat 2x)
My nigga trigger finger startin' to itch (repeat 2x)
You shouldn't have been no motherfucking bitch (repeat 2x)

Too $hort:

Now i don't give a fuck if you fuck the richest bitch on earth
You can be a jiggalo couldn't get more work
Cause i'm a player from way back taught by the best
No hater can fade me
I was short like the rest of y'all half stepping little dicks wanna be big
Willie's, you got a bad case of the sillies
In the studio you make believers
In real life you more like the cape crusaders
Rushing to the scene to save them hoes
Everytime they come across them crazy folks
You cuff 'em hurry up and get em' to safety
But sooner or later the bitch gotta face me
Cause i put the game down from the start
And you ain't nothing but a dumb ass mark
Do yo' thing and watch me do mine
Get the bitch on the phone and we'll see who lying, nigga

What! (until fade)

Girl, girl, girl
That's your life
Girl
Smoking that glass pipe

I come from the city of dope
It couldn't be saved by john the pope
Coz the base head lyric sees the light
Two fat raps to the head last night
Cocaine cocaine, is that your rap
Every day and night its coming back
C-o-c-a-i-n-e
The rich man's high what it used to be
But things looking different in eighty-five
Cocaine, cocaine is that your high
Since age thirteen what have i seen
A lotto of base heads straight coke fiends
Snorting, puffing, that's the life
But it's all over when you hit that pipe
Big coke dealers on the knock
All smoked up with no more rocks
Base heads buy, coke from him
But he smokes more than all of them
The big coke man, ain't too cool
He smokes more than all you fools
He's gotta a lotta do, but not a lotta bank
A brand new car with an empty tank
Pretty white smoke all in his chest
And a 84 benz, reposessed

Girl, that's your life
Girl smoking that glass pipe

Fresh young tender only fifteen
Walking on a strip just wanna be seen
Never touch coke a day in her life
But now that girl's gotta have her pipe
Coz she met a man his name was jock
Do it to her a good and he smoked a rock
Put it in her joint all crunched up
And now everyday she takes a puff

Girl, that's your life
Girl smoking that glass pipe

I know you know what coke can do
Come into your life and take over you
Now you kicking back thinking bout your dream
But it never comes true coz you're just a coke fiend
You asked your woman what's the prob
She said its you coz you don't do your job
Used to make good love from the start
But now coke had done damage to your private parts

Girl, that's your life
Girl smoking that glass pipe

Your mind is gone your brain is blazed
You've been wide awake for the last three days
Inhale, exhale you don't care
Coke smoke only no fresh air
You can't even talk you don't wanna listen
You and your body on that cocaine mission
Three days straight where's your mind
It's gonna out of town and your brain is fried
Just smoke and choke until you're broke
Just smoke that coke until you croke
And it would be, i can't lie
No great loss if you should die
Coz your life is wrecked, you girl is checked
She chose on my and i was set
I took her home to make my move
But she wanted to base she was just like you

-digital voice-

Mother fucker
Always can't be players
Players
Always can't be players

-too $hort-

Players are the realest time to go
If you don't understand i'll let you know
Players are the people who just can't stand
Having one woman and just one man
Players are the ones who always see
Players are the ones that you always meet
Couldn't fall in love, even if you tried
Couldn't be devoted unless you lied
It's the players in the world to the west you play
Fresh young tenders every day
Breaking hearts every time your love is real
Players say love just ain't the deal
But the old and wise couldn't tell you why
Players just don't live happy lives
So all you fake wanna be's i hope you hear
Players always can't be players

-digital voice-

Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players
Mother fucker
Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players

-too $hort-

It's saturday night, it's time to have fun
Parties all going and players come
Sometimes in 3's sometimes in 2's
Fresh ball point pens, ready to use
It all makes sense, maybe it doesn't
Players just always use that lutten
Give it up everyday when the players play
Just don't act snoty when the players say
What's your name and number let me get my pen
Do you have any sisters too and that's to kim
Cuz i rap to kim, and that's the truth
And right now i gotta go rap for you
Baby, like players speak
Baby right there is a stone cold freak
Trying to be a player, but she don't hear
Players always can't be players

-digital voice-

Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players
Mother fucker
Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players

Players are the bored i hate to say
Nine out of ten don't know the play
Falling in, falling out, does it ever last
Players are the world, they're just too fast
Your life is at best when you lose control
Taking love from the way you know you told
You could love so much, just give you time
Your nothing but a player don't say your mine
Cause the way i love, is not your type
Trying to get everything you can for life
Too bad you don't know what i think you should
Too much of a good thing ain't so good
Your nothing but a player, whatever you feel
You can't be loved cause your not real
But tricks in the city could solve right there
Players always can't be players

-digital voice-

Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players
Mother fucker
Do you wanna be a player
Players
Always can't be players

-too $hort-

It's not only the men, it's the females too
Come out the shop with the fresh hair-dews
Working that bottom like it's on top
Looking so good you just don't stop
The guys can't help but to come your way
So your giving out your number 3 times a day
Your a player, baby, the real mccoy
Last week i saw you with my homeboy
Now you wanna tell me, i'm the one
And all i wanna do is just have some fun
Cause a girl like you, i know your kind
Think you look too good cuz your so fine
You'll be 30 years old still playing games
Giving out fake numbers and more fake names
But you'll find out, it may take 2 years
Players always can't be players

right about now in the place to be
Too $hort baby
Gettin' real funky with the motherfuckin'
Dangerous crew, bitch, with that old school

Too $hort baby, i'm so hard
Pimpin' these hoes on the boulevard
But i'm not here to tell ya bout me
I got a little story bout a nasty freak
She's the kind of girl you think about in bed
Blowjob betty givin' real good head
Bust a left nut, right nut in her jaw
Sperm on her cheeks is all ya saw
She could blow more head than a whale blows water
Blowjob betty make your dick get harder
She's a one of a kind, a hell of a girl
A trip and a half around the world
Catch her gettin' busy, bitch wouldn't stop
She's the kind of girl that'll make your toes pop
Every time i used to see her, i would know what's up
Blowjob betty better blow me up
I remember the day when i first met her
Bitch kinda loose so i knew i'd get her
Walked up to her said
"my name is $hort, just what you've been lookin' for"
Pimp is my game, i do it the best
Hoe fuck with me, she don't get no rest
Well after that, i g'ed the freak
I used to stop by and fuck about twice a week
And from the very first time i went to her house
Walked in the door and stuck my dick in her mouth
$hort dog'll get bitches anytime i wanna
Got a big dick and lay it right on her tonsils
Only stick it in about half way back
Cause if i put it all in, it bust straight through her neck
Niggas always sayin' how they fucked that bitch
But i'm the only nigga that the bitch made rich
Like any other tramp she loved to fuck
With any motherfucker got nuts to suck
I spit game to the bitch, just like this
Why you runnin' round suckin' all that dick for no money?
It didn't take long to stay true to the game
And get my pimpin' on
But every once in a while you get a stupid hoe
Bitch ain't about money and she'll never know how to get it
Blowjob betty was dumb
A fiend for a fuck and a mouth full of cum
She made money for a minute but she loved the sex
So i cut the bitch loose like a old school 'vette

6 months later, i'm still a pimp, i'm still a player
One night at a club, she was puttin' in work
All you had to do was step up to her
She was in the bathroom sayin' one at a time
Wasn't my bitch but she still was fine
So i went in the back room, seen the bitch
Slapped her on the head, said, "you ready to switch?"
And to the players out there
Instantly, blowjob betty started servin' me
Cause the player i am to the day i'm dead
I was sittin' on the sink gettin' some head
It was all so good and much too true
One young freak and a whole damn crew
But then i shot that fatal nut
Must of knocked that bitch on her butt
She couldn't even breathe, she was holdin' her throat
Me and my homies just hit the door
My homeboy said "$hort don't worry"
But that next day i read this story
A young girl died just last night
She choked on sperm in her windpipe
It was on her face, her neck, and chest
And we're sorry to say there's no suspect
When i saw that my brain clicked
I bust a nut and killed a bitch
It might sound sick, it might be petty
But ya never been sucked by blowjob betty!

Beeyatch!
Yeah hoe, y'all niggas don't know though, that's it

Don't stop
Don't stop that rap
Too short
And i don't stop rappin'
Just don't stop
Too short
I don't stop rappin'
Don't stop that rap

Well i'm sir too short
The true mc
Fresh again with the brand new beat
The big bank roller, i know whats happening
I get on the mike and i don't stop rappin'

Don't stop
Don't stop that rap
Too short
I don't stop rappin'

My rap don't stop, you know it can't
I get on the mic and i make big bank
Unlike some rappers that i know
Trying to get no, but that don't go
I'm that rapper, sir too short
I know you've heard my name before
And if you haven't, now you have
Sir too short don't stop that rap

Don't stop
I don't stop rappin
Too short
Don't stop that rap

I'm so rough so tough when i talk my stuff
I don't stop rappin cuz i'm too tough
Telling you rappers what it's all about
Most mc's are played out
But not too short, i'm the best
You know too short is so so fresh
If that's not short, your mind is snapping
The best is fresh cause i don't stop rappin'

Don't stop
Don't stop rappin'
Too short
I don't stop rappin'

I'm sir too short, the rapping man
I'm a cold mc and i know i am
I'm the big time rapper from east oakland
Into music and making fans
I love young ladies who love my rhymes
Cuz what they say is right on time
The only mc with fresh hits
It's sir too short, he never quits
That's so so true, what they say
I hear those words every day
Cause i'm an mc rapper who gives you more
The big time rapper, sir too short

Don't stop
Don't stop rappin'
Too short
I don't stop rappin

Why do rappers rap like me
Because i rap originally
I never ever will, sing your rap
I'll leave it to you and it's just like that
I sing my rap and i know you like
The way sir too short rocks the mic
The sucker mc's don't even front
Even though too short is what they want
Cause what i say is well prepared
I look at a rapper and i make him scared
Scared to battle, the cold cold capper
I'll even be part on a female rapper

Don't stop
Don't stop rappin'
Too short
I don't stop rappin'

C a l i f o r
N i a and a superstar
That what it is, that's what i see
California life was made for me
Born and raised in the golden state
Mc rapper and you know i'm great
Just cooling out, acting shy
I got my mic and my rap won't stop

Don't stop
Don't stop rappin'
Too short
Don't stop that rap

I met a freak named jiggle g
Took her on a date and spent one penny
She bought me dinner, i bought her gum
Took her to my house to have some fun
I said "jiggle g, your so fresh
You look so fine with your big big breasts"
I spit my game to her so tough
Sir too short was coming up
I did just what i wanted to
But when i finished what did i do
I took her home, real real fast
I charged her up for wasted gas
I knew just what she had to say
Lets get together on our next pay day
Cuz like i said, i know whats happening
And you know too cause i don't stop rappin'

Don't stop
Don't stop rappin'
Sir too short
Spit that rap

Oh yes baby, i'm the most
Sir too short from the west coast
My rap don't stop, it never could
I'm known all in your neighborhood
As an mc rapper, right on time
Sucker mc's don't sing my rhymes
Cuz if they do, i'll be slapping
Sucker mc's cuz i'm all about rappin'

Don't stop
I don't stop rappin'
Too short
Don't stop that rap

Mc rappers, from the o
You talk about short, but you don't know
If you rap original
I might kick back and watch your show
But if i did what would i see
A so fake and imitating sucka mc
In my face trying to rap like me
But none of you suckas can rock that beat
Cuz you stand there looking like a sap
And in your rap i hear my rap
The sucka mc must want my fame
Cuz he didn't stop rappin' till he heard my name

Don't stop
I don't stop rappin'
Too short
Don't stop that rap

I'm sir too short on the mic
Gonna tell ya what kind of girls too short likes
I like those girls that are real real fine
Thick young tenders, yours and mine
It's not all about getting that steak
Cuz what is a girl without a lot of bank
A bump and a grind and she's on her knees
The way it is now you might catch a disease

Don't stop
Don't stop that rap
Sir too short
Don't stop that rap

I don't stop rappin', just don't stop
Don't stop rappin' don't stop don't stop
Too short, so fresh
I'll show you how the game comes from the west
Cuz you never ever knew that it was going on
Till a brother like me put it in a song
And i'm always fresh, never the same
Just don't stop that fishes game

Don't stop
Don't stop that rap
Too short
Don't stop that rap

I'm sir too short, i'm that mc
Fresh again, with the beat
I'm the big bank roller, i know whats happening
I get on the mic and i don't stop rapping

Don't stop
I don't stop rapping
Too short
Don't stop that rap
Don't stop rapping
Don't stop that rap

Yo kid won't you bust your little freestyle yo?
Say what?
You want me to bust a freestyle?
*chuckling*
I don't even know how to do freestyles main
You know i get paid to rap
Bosko, bring the beat in main (aight)

I been rappin for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
Talkin bout pimp game, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin like your name is water
But i'm ten years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin
I'm just tryin to say homeboy listen
Before you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin other mc's mackin styles
And it's all from head, passin round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
You sound like snoop dogg, then you switched to treach
Bit the pharcyde then a tribe called quest
And you gots no respect for me, is that right?
Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin, i'm floatin past all the stops
In a clean ass benz i have all the props
Don't need credit from a rapper can you match my visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real trick pleaser
And a too $hort fan, faithfully
When i came to your town she couldn't wait to see me

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin

Let me tell you somethin bout a playa named short
Rappers always talk about the way i can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the same mc's
I be signin autographs, spend a gang of g's
While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars
Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin, but you ain't original
Say you shootin everything when you sympin those
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the t-double-o, s-h, o-r-t
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is gettin bank
Gettin girls, gettin hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and sunny
You can't talk about me you ain't havin no money
I set trends in the rap and don't doubt me
And care less when other rappers talk about me
I know all you suckers, heard me rap
So hard, i put your momma in my dirty rap
That's right, all night cause she's a damn good trick
Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, i coulda dogged your mother
But life is too $hort, so i kept it undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin
But old short dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake mc, who tried to get with me
I ended his career, instantly

And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin

*long musical interlude*

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin

Now ask new york, can too $hort flow
Ask detroit, they'll let y'all know
Then ask philly, can i rap
South side of chicago, who's the mack?
I never ever tripped when you slipped tried to rap about me
Everytime i perform, i make a lot of g's
Cause i'm paid in the underground rap world
Eatin good like two hundred pound fat girls
Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu
Eatin fast food if you only knew
I understand though, cause i been there befo'
Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go
Daydreams, about bein great
It all started back when i was sellin tapes
In eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up
Waitin still waitin just to blow on up
And when it happened, i still had to wait
I didn't get paid til eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue west coast pioneer
Dr. dre, ice-t, and all the rest
All that money we makin don't fault the west
Cause we ain't the ones who created rap
But when the west coast laid it, we made it fat

And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin

Bitch!

George clinton:
(chorus)
And it's a cold cold cold cold day
For a player
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit

Too $hort:
I got too many girlfriends what am i gonna do?
Play em tell the world ends and always keep a few
When it comes to women i did everything i thought of
Players like me, we never get caught
Who's the next on the list? it's a daily routine dog
She give me short, then she'd take my jeans off at
First she wasn't messing with me told me to lick it
But now she's always sweating me. when we gonna kick it?
Spend some time wit her, i need to come through and hit it
Any time i feel like i want it, i can get it
I'll be here for you, you never wonder were i'm at
So when i come through put the spare key under the mat
When i come in, there ain't no holding back
Just feel what i am doing and roll with that
And even though i admit i can't commit this time
It's cause i got my heart broke at the age of nine
I've been hard core every since i sucked up the game from pimps
You never hear me rap about the same bitch
I never turned a hoe into a housewife
Short dog east oakland in the house right

Chorus 2:
I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
I'm the mothership wish it comes
I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
I'm the mothership wish it comes

Chorus 1:
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
Ay yeeeay i want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hold yah
Dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
Ayyy yeeay

Too $hort:
I thought we was cool like that, why you go behind my back?
Trying to cross me in the game when you know i'm a mack
Can't do that, you all up in my mix
Get the phone book callin all my bitches
You know i don't really care if you interfere
Cause i don't think you know about these real players
If you need a lesson, you better listen up
Cause i don't think you ready for this pimpin stuff
I'm too short baby on the microphone
Since you got no game, i gotta write these songs
To wake you up and get you motivated
I'm about to flip the script and i know your gonna hate it
You can't infatuate my game no more, it's fool proof
So when you try to cross me up, i pull through
Like a solider, cause we fighting a war
Haters against players, who you fighting for?
You all in my business trying to make it theirs
I need to hit you in your face tell you 'mind your own affairs'
I'm sir too short, and i'm knowing just how to be a player bitch

Chorus 2:

Chorus 1:

Too $hort:
Biotch <echoes>
Now if your trying to be a player, do your thing
But if you wanna be in love, it's cool mang
Don't try to be a player when you see that you can't
Let your peers pressuring you into being what you ain't
It's hard to be real in this fake world
Would you result to violence if i take your girl?
Or would you realize she likes me more then you
Our relationship is starting and yours is through
Are you riding on the bench. who you starting for?
Do you have another girl or is your heart broke?
Do you know how to be a player?
Is what they say about me
I'm straight down with the after party, late night freaks.

Belita woods:
She's just a pretty face, and she doesn't even use her own name
She stole it from a magazine
She's just a pretty face
And the words she say ain't coming from her mouth
She stole the can and loves the pot
She's just another pretty face

George clinton:
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhh
Five o'clock i make a run

Chorus 1