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Too Short - Playboy Short lyrics
Aight, biiiiitch! Funky motherfucking fresh Some of that '93 old school shit, hoe Well I'm Too $hort baby, hear what I say I never do work but I always play Cause the game is life and I play the game So you never talk down on a player's name When I grab my mic I'm the one man crew Talking bout me, wouldn't think about you When you heard Too $hort came to town You never would've thought I'd be looking down On who? On you cause I'm so big Me and my money is all I dig I'm from the Dangerous Crew, we ain't no punk We take 24 tracks, drop the funk on your ass Beating like a dope fiend Back seat riding in a limosine Telling that freak all about me The creater of greater, sucker MC's Chilling out in the Oaktown singing a rap No MC could rock like that Now I say it like bitches say No MC could rock my way When I rap it's always great Wouldn't care if it was like or on a tape It's me, $hort, the one and only Spitting that rap to all my homies You know about you, you know I'm a star When I rap too good I might take it too far Had the whole damn crowd going wild Cause I don't stop rapping, that's my style Too $hort baby from East Oakland I got more hoes than I can count on my hand You got women? Well I got more You don't know? Shit, I'm Playboy $hort They call me ";Playboy $hort"; known everywhere Had a life long dream to be a player Way too cold at a younger age It was every day, just make that page Still playing the same, still young at the game Never talk down on a player's name Cause I'm big time, paid all my dues I'm rich and famous and way too cool People can't fuck with the way I'm rhyming-aca |
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