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  • How freaky can you get to a long fat *******
    Hella freaky like
    I said to a song that hit
    I'm the dirty rapper
    Too Short, the triple
    XRun up in the *******, rub the nipple next
    *******, which is worse?
    My bark or my bite
    You heard about me and now
    I'm ******* you from dark to the light
    You must of thought
    I got nicer talking about
    HeiserI'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
    Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
    You never did this, sucking on a big *******
    What *******?
    You better check the size, and recognize
    When I'm between your thighs
    *******t, I get hard from the sound of a kid rum
    Riding down the strip with your diamonds and [unverified]
    *******ny bald head catching sun rays
    Sma*******ng down the strip going backwards down runways
    Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto
    Sounding like
    I'm riding out a concert at a rap show
    Hit a back street and put the top up
    Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
    I'm so roll with my electric top
    Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, ******* with nuthin'
    Let the top just fold up and lay down
    Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
    Everybody knows when
    Short's in town'
    Cause I keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk
    A thousands hoes walked on
    I'm still a dogg
    Ain't changed nothing but the hoe that
    I'm *******
    Still riding through the hood all the homies say "Was [unverified]"
    Give me my props 'cause
    I always rock
    And I still gets **** when the fine hoes jock
    Still smoking
    Indo getting burned out
    Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
    A show, a hoe smashed back to the
    OPut them ******* on my beeper then pull some mo''
    Cause I bump more hoes than acme
    I guess you ******* can't learn that you just can't mack me
    I'm off of
    Gin and Juice don't even introduce
    If you ain't ******* back up 'cause
    I'm free to choose
    I want some ******* that could make write a freaky tale
    Drawls back, bootie cracks, ******* in a hotel
    Just to say you got some
    Too Short *******
    You wanna show some evidence, don't swallow don't spit'
    Cause I bust more nuts than a squirrel
    And my ******* been in *******es all around the world
    If you had a picture of it and you asked the *******
    What's this?
    I bet you say, "Too Short *******"
    I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
    I say, "*******", slam the beat smash off with my top down
    Just riding with my top down
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We rode the
    AC transit bus, selling joints for a dollar
    Smoking angel dust on the way to a house party
    A maybe deluxe slanging
    Too Short tapes making some bucks
    Looking out the window at the
    Mustang and
    Falcon crew
    Asking myself, "How can you?"
    Roll like the
    Giants down the foothill strip
    With beats thumping top down bumping a *******
    *******t I had to have drop didn't care, if
    I had a Volkswagen
    Pick up the beat, had a hoes flagging
    Siding with the top down, lit like a lamp
    Blowing out the amp, trying to bump a tramp
    Most niggers couldn't afford to have a drop top
    So they got they *******t cut at the chop shop
    Couldn't tell niggers nuthin' way back then
    A lot of niggers died or they went to the pen
    Couldn't even see the homie
    Short Bubble
    Bank get fat and my whole account double
    When I walk in a club ******* say, "Oh God is that you Todd?"
    Me and my homies just who ride
    And take advantage of a life we never had
    ******* eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad
    I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down
    Ride with my beats slamming top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    I got my top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    I'm just rolling with my top down
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    Beyotch
  • How freaky can you get to a long fat *******
    Hella freaky like
    I said to a song that hit
    I'm the dirty rapper
    Too Short, the triple
    XRun up in the *******, rub the nipple next
    *******, which is worse?
    My bark or my bite
    You heard about me and now
    I'm ******* you from dark to the light
    You must of thought
    I got nicer talking about
    HeiserI'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
    Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
    You never did this, sucking on a big *******
    What *******?
    You better check the size, and recognize
    When I'm between your thighs
    *******t, I get hard from the sound of a kid rum
    Riding down the strip with your diamonds and [unverified]
    *******ny bald head catching sun rays
    Sma*******ng down the strip going backwards down runways
    Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto
    Sounding like
    I'm riding out a concert at a rap show
    Hit a back street and put the top up
    Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
    I'm so roll with my electric top
    Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, ******* with nuthin'
    Let the top just fold up and lay down
    Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
    Everybody knows when
    Short's in town'
    Cause I keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk
    A thousands hoes walked on
    I'm still a dogg
    Ain't changed nothing but the hoe that
    I'm *******
    Still riding through the hood all the homies say "Was [unverified]"
    Give me my props 'cause
    I always rock
    And I still gets **** when the fine hoes jock
    Still smoking
    Indo getting burned out
    Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
    A show, a hoe smashed back to the
    OPut them ******* on my beeper then pull some mo''
    Cause I bump more hoes than acme
    I guess you ******* can't learn that you just can't mack me
    I'm off of
    Gin and Juice don't even introduce
    If you ain't ******* back up 'cause
    I'm free to choose
    I want some ******* that could make write a freaky tale
    Drawls back, bootie cracks, ******* in a hotel
    Just to say you got some
    Too Short *******
    You wanna show some evidence, don't swallow don't spit'
    Cause I bust more nuts than a squirrel
    And my ******* been in *******es all around the world
    If you had a picture of it and you asked the *******
    What's this?
    I bet you say, "Too Short *******"
    I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
    I say, "*******", slam the beat smash off with my top down
    Just riding with my top down
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We rode the
    AC transit bus, selling joints for a dollar
    Smoking angel dust on the way to a house party
    A maybe deluxe slanging
    Too Short tapes making some bucks
    Looking out the window at the
    Mustang and
    Falcon crew
    Asking myself, "How can you?"
    Roll like the
    Giants down the foothill strip
    With beats thumping top down bumping a *******
    *******t I had to have drop didn't care, if
    I had a Volkswagen
    Pick up the beat, had a hoes flagging
    Siding with the top down, lit like a lamp
    Blowing out the amp, trying to bump a tramp
    Most niggers couldn't afford to have a drop top
    So they got they *******t cut at the chop shop
    Couldn't tell niggers nuthin' way back then
    A lot of niggers died or they went to the pen
    Couldn't even see the homie
    Short Bubble
    Bank get fat and my whole account double
    When I walk in a club ******* say, "Oh God is that you Todd?"
    Me and my homies just who ride
    And take advantage of a life we never had
    ******* eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad
    I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down
    Ride with my beats slamming top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    I got my top down
    Drop the top
    Just drop the top
    I'm just rolling with my top down
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    Whatever you call it just drop the top
    Beyotch