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