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we do this - too $hort lyrics

[mc breed talking]
hey check this out short, you know what i’m saying?
yeah you down here in oakland, you know what i’m saying?
and i’m all up in michigan, you know what i’m talking about? i need
to get up on my pimpin’, you know what i’m talking ’bout? i need to be
a player nowadays you know what i’m saying? n-ggas need to know how
to play these hoes you know what i’m saying? on the strength, why don’t you put me up on that pimpin’ sh-t?

[verse 1: too $hort]
i do it like the best of the greatest, not the worst
like welfare day, can’t stop the first of the month
can’t stop short dawg neither
got a good ho n-ggas sure better keep her
’cause i’m on the prowl, all the time
tryin’ knock every b-tch so they all be mine
and i ain’t never, ever gone change my ways
drop a few lines, leave a b-tch in a daze
have her homegirls wonderin’ what she do
f-cked around and gave me that p-ssy too
i be doin’ this sh-t on a regular basis
got b-tches everywhere in all kind of places
i can pull out my little black phone book
flip every last page take a long look
than pull out a b-tch, like a rabbit out a hat
n-gga if i want, i can have it like that
f-ck two or three b-tches at the same time
grab the microphone sing my rhyme
about them same three b-tches that f-cked me good
us n-ggas gotta do what the f-ck we should when we want to
i might p-ss it
so get b-tt naked, shake that -ss b-tch
i’m ’bout as real as the stones in my diamond rings
you can hate my guts, but i’m gone do these things, b-tch

[mc breed and (too short) talking]
like that short? uhh, can’t take shorts just ’cause your name short
matter fact i’ma quit taking shorts man
(spit a little game to em breed)

[verse 2: mc breed]
ahhh why have a nine, when i can have a ten?
if she ain’t l!ckin’ up the nuts, while i’m gone holler at her friend
b-tch, ain’t no time for me to teach her
rather have an everyday ho, that umm knows how to treat a n-gga
thinkin’ if she ain’t l!ckin me up
i’m givin’ her to short, ’cause he don’t give a f-ck
do yourself a favor and quit callin’ my house
if you really don’t want this n-gga to put this d-ck in your mouth
umm, have you seen my b-tch?
i ain’t seen her, but if i do she gets d-ck
that’s what i’m givin’ her just like that
to the front and back, nothing but the bozack
the second she get lonely, feelin’ she can get her money
and she run to f-ck her own ignorant homey
you a lost ’cause, yellin’ pause when they drop the draws
it’s entrapment, have yo n-gga breakin’ n-gga laws
but it ain’t a matter of mentality, it’s reality
open your eyes, realize b-tches ain’t nothin’ but a causality
but a factor to a n-gga wanting f-ckin’ time
she’s just an everyday, don’t wanna catch her f-ckin’ mine
b-tch ain’t mine, so i thought you knew this
b-tch this is how i do this

[mc breed talking]
short i know you ain’t done explaining, you know what i’m saying?
pimpin’ is an all american sport, you know what i’m saying? a lotta
people and got that down pat yet but uh why don’t you explain it out for em

[verse 3: too $hort]
you can call eight ball in the corner when you shootin’ pool
but when you play the game of life, ain’t no stupid rules
gotta go for yours at all times
’cause if you don’t, n-gga yours will be mine
and i won’t go to bed early, won’t sleep too late
and i’ll never take a punk -ss b-tch on a date
they say too short baby why you talk so bad?
just a player -ss n-gga and that’s all i rap about
b-tches, hoes and all that sh-t
she got my number, if she beep me i might call the b-tch
and go diggin’ in them guts like a gardener
if she starts screamin’, i’m gone f-ck the ho harder
just havin’ fun with the b-tch, as she sprung on my d-ck
guess i’ll pull it out and just c-m on the b-tch
and from new year’s day to new year’s eve
and everyday in between i will do these things, i don’t stop b-tch

[mc breed talking]
hahahaha, that n-gga short, uh uh yeah uh

[verse 4: mc breed]
i like to go to the club mix and mingle
n-gga plays his d-ck like a 12 inch single
yeah, so what you b-tches wanna do?
step to me you gots to do my crew, first
when i rehe-rs- i change rearrange
my mentality will bring you to reality
you on me like cologne ’til now
i feel it’s time for us to bone
so i look and pimp the background
look, listen put the b-tch on lock down
yeah you hangin’ out with me tonight
every things alright, but a n-gga wanna fight
d-mn, that’s a real player hater for ya
f-ck it, i’ll be waitin’ for ya

[verse 5: father dom]
i’m droppin’ lines like a motherf-ckin’ pimp at this sh-t
i’m gettin’ hoes out they clothes ’cause i’m good at this sh-t
they callin’ me the p-ssy jammer ’cause i’m breakin’ hoes off
see i’m paid to be boss, i’m kickin’ back at no cost
never slackin’, just mackin’, money stackin’ that’s my motto
with so much game they want to play me like the lotto
tip the bottle, now i’m drunk as a skunk
high off the dank, but i can’t front
see i’m never being senile
see i’m smooth as a nail on a fingernail file
keepin’ it wild, but in the meanwhile we the coolest
sure enough this how we do this

[verse 6: 2pac]
i’m fingerf-ckin’ with my diamonds
now peep a n-gga climbin’ the charts
ain’t no fear in my heart, i represent it from the start
indeed, my momma raised me as a g from birth
be a hustler motherf-cker ’til i sees my he-rs-
no doubt, i bust a shot for all my n-ggas in jail
all the young black males, that gotta slang yayo
’cause it’s a hard life n-gga only thugs survive
ain’t no love, unless a n-gga slangin’ drugs or high
conversations with these b-tches on my mobile
always in control and never let these b-tches know you
and even though i’m gettin’ high, a thug n-gga gettin’ by
catchin’ b-tches spittin’ lies, i’m gettin’ mine
all day, i puff a blunt and parlay and sometimes if we party
gettin my d-ck l!cked twice
and death to a trick’s life, we can pursue this ’til my sh-t’s right
went from havin’ fantasies, to havin’ hoes leave they man for me
there is no realer man than me
the city of oaktown laced me with my first case
when them punk police tried to break me
didn’t think the sh-t was cute, so i got a lawsuit
and made them punk police buy my coupe
this is how we do this

- too hort lyrics

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