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Bitch funky fresh from Oakland California...
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Dangerous Music and it don't stop to the beat baby...
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Bitches on my mind
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I can't hold back now's the time
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All you loud mouth bitches talk too much
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And you dick teasin' bitches never fuck
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I seen a long hair bitch's workin' instincts
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Her hair ain't really but two inches
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All you bald head hoes in the Oakland world
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Runnin' around town with jeri curls
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Nappy head niggas like myself
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Get a bald-head and say: 'Go to hell!'
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But you's a snake, you's the one
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You bald-head bitch, you need a perm
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So much game when the homies tough
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I make a bitch go who never sucks
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It really ain't life but I just met her
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Now I'm sayin': 'Bitch, suck better!'
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Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know
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I came to the party and turned it up
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You say: 'Ouh, he's got a dirty mouth!'
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But, bitch, I kept talkin' shit
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Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch
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I wanna blowjob and I'm not kiddin'
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Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin'
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I'm that nigga you'll answer to
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If I say: 'Bitch, jump!', that's what you do
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I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' your mind
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Breakin' you and your cousin at the same time
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With a dirty rap comin' out my mouth
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And you know damn well what I'm talkin' about
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I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too cold
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So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe
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The dope fiend beat...
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For all you junkies to just ride...
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H-E-A-D, I need a doctor just for me
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To suck my dick like a vet
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To give me head until I sweat
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She gotta suck dick
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So I can tell all my homies just what she did
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She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch to the beat
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I'm Too $hort, I said my name is Too $hort and it don't stop
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I love you bitches for the blowjobs
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I just laugh over and over
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When the bitch drinks sperm like it's soda
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I straight start aimin', would I miss?
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Get back bitch, I wouldn't never kiss
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I say she looks so good and she's so big
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But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp
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If I wanna I could rock her
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But I can't fuck no-head doctor
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Bitches don't know that's Too $hort's tip
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You might get geed if you don't suck dick
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But I'm so fresh, I'm so down
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I tell you bitches the other way around
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If you do me first then I do you
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So the game jumps up when the bitch is true
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Soon as I come all in her mouth
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I smooth get dressed and roll out
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I'm Too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again
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One MC, one bitch broken
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I tell you, baby, playin' just like that
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I'm the best of the players to the ice cold vet
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And, bitch, you just a bitch
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You work fastfood and you think you rich
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You see, my game don't stop when it's on the one
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I love to see you when you work that thang
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Gettin' real busy at the back of the car
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Rollin' down the Skyline Boulevard
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I say: 'Bitch, what are you smokin'?'
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A big fat dick in the big East Oakland
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I see my homie, he needs to quit
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She was walkin' down the street
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With a big fat bitch, maybe I'm wrong
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He might get every two weeks that welfare check
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Oakland, California, is the city of snakes
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Pimps, pussies, players and fakes
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The big Oaktown, the city of liars
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Fresh storewires and voltaires
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A strip, bitches, nasty freaks
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My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats...
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She's a bitch to the dope fiend beat...
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All you junkies just ride...
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Bitches on my mind
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I can't hold back, now it's the time
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To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw
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Opened eyes and guess what I saw
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Bitches on my mind
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Grabbed the microphone and then I started to rhyme
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What would life be if it wasn't Too $hort
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It be nothin' but rappers from old New York
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But that's not likely and there's no doubt
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Bitches like me cause I'm turnin' it out
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I'm here, there, everywhere
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Sportin' fat gold rope, I'm a mothafuckin' player
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Recognize game when it's on your face
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As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass
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Crook it up loud, would be doin' fine
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Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme
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Some young tender dosen't like this beat
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But a bitch ain't nothin' but a word to me
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I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid
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Cut to the house and freak my maid
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You see, she dosen't speak english but we don't talk
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I call h |