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Too Short - Rhymes lyrics
without a doubt I'm comin' back and if you don't know call me S. I. R. T. double O I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the time I make my own damn beat now all the money is mine I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys Ask 'em ";who do they love?"; and they all say TIDE I'm just an M.C. rapper and nothin' else I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes You will never hear pause when I say these lines So go on and on, I'm sir Too Short just what you've been lookin' for Like PCP or pure cocaine DJ universe got you SPRUNG IN THE GAME You make money, hear my rap from coast to coast From host to host, I hear the toast: ";Too Short, love the way you that hit here's to you, keep rhymin' and boy don't quit"; I say This is how it goes when I say my rap Most times when I rhyme wouldn't be like that 'cause the way I write rhymes you will comprehend I'll keep rappin' to the very end And if you call me fake I'll say so what? I got you standin' and noddin' like you just shot up so boy straightin' up I'm still rappin' comin' at you fresh. Do you know what happened? I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with your mind I didn't want your girl 'cause she really ain't fine I took her to a motel could've been a hotel It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well She had to tell your sister, your sister told you Now the whole damn town calls me playboy too I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they don't stop I'm lookin' at an empty page about to fill it up I write only the truth, speak only to you So if I tell you to say somethin' then you know what to do I got rhymes, keep c12 |
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