Too Short:
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I love things about you (it's alright) you got it going on
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I'm not in love and this is not a love song, but you've been down for so long
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You should never be wrong, I know it's all my fault
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My mind been gone, I'm always on the chase
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Lipstick on my face, when I get home
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You gotta get on my case, cause I've been fuckin' up
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Coming home smelling like her, I can't fuck it up
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Call your mama tell her how it hurts, tell her
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I'm a dog, but don't say that's all
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I came in first place at the players ball, and now I got my skrill on
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My new grill on, put you through some shit girl
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But I know you're real strong, you say I never find a real one like you
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But I never take the time to feel like you, I put the game down
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The way it's suppose to be, don't be a punk ass bitch, just get open with me
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Too Short talking:
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Cause I'm a real player. A-yo Pimp C I don't think they feel us.
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Pimp C:
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There's a very thin line between love and hate
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And there's a very thin line between a fuck and a date
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Girl you know when I was hollering at you
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I want to hit, I ain't got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my grip
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I'm screaming "Steady pimp" you steady trying a change me
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Running that game your mama taught you, bitch that shit don't faze me
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Say bitch I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen again
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But all that shit your cousin toldyou has gone in the wind
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Just cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
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Like I'm a trick I'm a let you have half of everything I spend
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You talking week rent, I'm trying to whip a Benz
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Flipping the club with pimps like Too Short, baby lady friends
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Talking bout your sister saw me with a brand new bitch at the club
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Coming at me wiht high school shit, bitch you must be in love
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Space Age, new faze, I done payed the price
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Hoping you ain't bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
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But bitch that's alright
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Pimp C talking:
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You can keep your funky ass pussy, you know what I'm saying? Straight up.
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What's up Short?
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Too Short:
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Shit go back to pimpology man. These hoe know it's alright though and if
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they don't Bun will let them know.
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Bun B:
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Baby you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like dope
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I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
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Cause you've obviously flipped your lid, but what's done is did
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I'm putting youup for sale for the highest bid
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Or an ass from kid shit, you got me twist-ed
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Little Bun won't be another statist-ic, this love affair went ballist-ic
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Puttin' them messy ass hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
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And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun juiced like mystic
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Nigga believe me shit's thick, loves lost
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nothing's gained but confusion about the pain
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You losing about the same, you can't tame, a wild animal
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Feeding lettece to a cannibal, make a grown man wear goranibals
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And I can't handle, bullshit that's unnessessary
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You can't handle being with a G, I guess it's scary
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It's the very thing that put us together seperated us
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Player hated us, and things will never be the way it was
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I hate to say it cause, but find another shoulder to cry on
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Stop gettin' your lie on, baby it's alright
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Too Short talking:
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I wanna dedicate this song to my bitch, quit tripping and bring your ass
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home, baby I love you, al long as you got my money
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Pimp C talking:
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You know what I'm saying? It's 199 reits, know what I'm sayin', straight up
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pimpin', you know what I'm talking about, I'm trying to see some papers,
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some dead ones.
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Bun B talking:
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Some real shit going on, you know what I'm saying? This is Big Bun and I'm
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out with my nigga Short and my nigga Pimp C. You know how players is with
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bitches on your dick.
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Pimp C talking:
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Pimping ain't dead, they just scared you know what I'm talking about?
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What's up Short?
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Too Short:
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Ain't no love bitch (ha ha ha ha) Beeotch. Tell them motherfuckers at Jive
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to quit trippin'.
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It's Alright (featuring UGK)
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| Too Short |
