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BEYOTCH!
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Short Dog's in the house once again with this pimp shit
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Chorus:
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These are the tales the freaky tales
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These are the tales that I tell so well
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For fifteen years I've been a real player
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So if you wanna have sex say hell yeah
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Verse 1: Too $hort
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I met this girl in Atlanta
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She let a nigga fuck but I still can't stand her
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The pussy wasn't good I said "What's up bitch?
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I'm tired of fuckin' can you suck dick?"
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She said "No", but she had another friend
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So I switched like a real pimp
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Laying on my back with my dick in her mouth
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I said "Beyotch!! What you talkin' 'bout?"
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She mumbled something, I don't know what she said
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Smoking on a joint gettin some bomb-ass head
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Bitch said her name was Theresa
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All on my dick like cheese on pizza
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In the A-T-L where the grass is greener
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I fucked Nina, Melina, Sabrina and Tina
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When I first moved out there, I met Holly
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Five-foot one with a bad ass body
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Freaky little bitch she was a Gemini
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She used to stand up and say "Shoot it in my eye!"
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I met another girl went to Spellman College
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Every day after school I aquired the knowledge
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I took her to my house so I could get some
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I fucked her real good and made the bitch cum
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She was hella limber, said her name was Amber
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She wouldn't stop screaming, that's all I remember
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I had another freak, her name was Wendy
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When I first met the bitch she said "Please don't pimp me!"
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I did it anyway
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I'm coming straight from Oakland, C-A
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Ain't no other way, like my girl Shante
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She lives in Atlanta, but she comes from the Bay
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Let me hit that hometown pussy on the strimp
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Look out for a nigga, treat me like a pimp
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You know I can't forget about the strippers
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Cinderella with the glass slipper
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Top down in the Benz ain't spendin' no ends
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Fat bag of indo, bring all your friends
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It's like Lotto, you get a quick pick
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Bitches said they heard I had a big dick
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So I showed it to 'em, only took one second
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Dick rock hard, bitches gettin' nekked
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Chorus:
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These are the tales, the freaky tales
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These are the tales that I tell so well
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For fifteen years I've been a real player
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So if you wanna have sex say hell yeah
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Verse 2: Too $hort
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I know another bitch, her name is Terri
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I lied to the bitch "It's about time I get married"
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I couldn't see me pimpin' her
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So I fucked her next door neighbor, Jennifer
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She had two roommates, Cindy and Amy
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Terri caught me creepin' and said "Nigga don't play me!"
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But them hoes liked to freak
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I used to send 'em new niggas every other week
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I never would tell you all the hoes I fucked
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These are the tales, some of this shit I made up
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I change the name so I can rhyme and shit
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So if it's you, you know the time bitch!
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I spent the night with Monique in between the sheets
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It was her, her girlfriend April and me
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I do it on the regular, two at a time
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Call it what you want I be a fool wit' mine
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Like them Texas niggas, I never would change
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Like my niggas up in Cleveland spit the good game
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These hoes recognize when I come in the door
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I ain't trickin bitch, so what you want me for?
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Like Natalie, swearin' up and down I had to be the one
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Bitch lets have some fun
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I fucked her, you thought I didn't
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Short Dog's in the house and I keep on pimpin'
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So then I fucked the twins, Sharon and Karen
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Went straight for the panties, but they wasn't wearin 'em
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Don't ask me who I fucked first, it ain't my fault
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In the end, I still got the same results
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Chorus:
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These are the tales, the freaky tales
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These are the tales that I tell so well
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For fifteen years I've been a real player
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So if you wanna have sex say hell yeah
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Verse 3: Too $hort
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Hell yeah, I never would forget Charlene
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We was layin real close like two sardines
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Talkin', laughin', kissin' and shit
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Next thing I know she started kissin' my dick
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You know the rest, before she left I paged Mia
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I told her "I got a new freak over here"
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She rushed over, I left and when I came back
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Them hoes was lickin' cats
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They call me "Short" when I'm pimpin', "Dog" when I'm mackin'
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Gotta get the money, thats all thats happenin'
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She wants to be my love slave, I need some bug spray
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To keep these hoes away
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I never would tell you all the hoes I fucked
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These are the tales, some of this shit I made up
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I change the name so I can rhyme and shit
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So if it's you, you know the time bitch!
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These are the tales, the freaky tales
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These are the tales that I tell so well
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For fifteen years I've been a real player
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So if you wanna get fucked say hell yeah (hell yeah)
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Beyotch!
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And it don't stop
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Old school Short Dog
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Still spittin' it
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Still gettin' it
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Gettin' that money
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Eastside baby, Oakland
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You ain't knowin?
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Beyotch!
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