Say, hoe...yeah! you... Can I ask you a question? Can you get in where you fit in, bitch?
Get mad if you want, I won't front Cause I got a new tape and it's full of bumps So roll you raps over they all out-dated Too $hort, baby, comin' straight X-rated Oakland funk is all on this tape You heard seven get ready for eight That's right, bitch, $hort said eight of them Don't belive me? Start countin' while i name them Don't stop rappin' Girl, that's your life Talkin' about smokin' that glass-pipe Players' was the wickedest And that's the realler But I still came hard on coke-dealers Raw, Uncut & X-Rated', 'Born to mack' Life Is...Too $hort' is where I first went platinum $hort Dog's In The House' came next And $horty The Pimp' makes seven, bitch...
And it don't stop to the beat, baby... Get in where you fit in, bitch!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
