Текст песни Too Short - Its Alright
Too Short - Its Alright слова песни
Too short:I love things about you (its alright) you got it going onIm not in love and this is not a love song, but youve been down for so longYou should never be wrong, I know its all my faultMy mind been gone, Im always on the chaseLipstick on my face, when I get homeYou gotta get on my case, cause Ive been fuckin upComing home smelling like her, I cant fuck it upCall your mama tell her how it hurts, tell herIm a dog, but dont say thats allI came in first place at the players ball, and now I got my skrill onMy new grill on, put you through some shit girlBut I know youre real strong, you say I never find a real one like youBut I never take the time to feel like you, I put the game downThe way its suppose to be, dont be a punk ass bitch, just get open with meToo short talking:Cause Im a real player. a-yo pimp c I dont think they feel us.Pimp c:Theres a very thin line between love and hateAnd theres a very thin line between a fuck and a dateGirl you know when I was hollering at youI want to hit, I aint got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my gripIm screaming "steady pimp" you steady trying a change meRunning that game your mama taught you, bitch that shit dont faze meSay bitch Im pimp c, I shall be seen againBut all that shit your cousin toldyou has gone in the windJust cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving inLike Im a trick Im a let you have half of everything I spendYou talking week rent, Im trying to whip a benzFlipping the club with pimps like too short, baby lady friendsTalking bout your sister saw me with a brand new bitch at the clubComing at me wiht high school shit, bitch you must be in loveSpace age, new faze, I done payed the priceHoping you aint bout to rip my stable, she said Im shiftBut bitch thats alrightPimp c talking:You can keep your funky ass pussy, you know what Im saying? straight up.Whats up short? Too short:Shit go back to pimpology man. these hoe know its alright though and ifThey dont bun will let them know.Bun b:Baby youre hangin on a rope, its getting crucial like dopeI cant cope, I guess the situation has lost all hopeCause youve obviously flipped your lid, but whats done is didIm putting youup for sale for the highest bidOr an ass from kid shit, you got me twist-edLittle bun wont be another statist-ic, this love affair went ballist-icPuttin them messy ass hoes up in my mix like bisquickAnd thinkin you gonna leave big bun juiced like mysticNigga believe me shits thick, loves lostNothings gained but confusion about the painYou losing about the same, you cant tame, a wild animalFeeding lettece to a cannibal, make a grown man wear goranibalsAnd I cant handle, bullshit thats unnessessaryYou cant handle being with a g, I guess its scaryIts the very thing that put us together seperated usPlayer hated us, and things will never be the way it wasI hate to say it cause, but find another shoulder to cry onStop gettin your lie on, baby its alrightToo short talking:I wanna dedicate this song to my bitch, quit tripping and bring your assHome, baby I love you, al long as you got my moneyPimp c talking:You know what Im saying? its 199 reits, know what Im sayin, straight upPimpin, you know what Im talking about, Im trying to see some papers,Some dead ones.Bun b talking:Some real shit going on, you know what Im saying? this is big bun and imOut with my nigga short and my nigga pimp c. you know how players is withBitches on your dick.Pimp c talking:Pimping aint dead, they just scared you know what Im talking about? Whats up short? Too short:Aint no love bitch (ha ha ha ha) beeotch. tell them motherfuckers at jiveTo quit trippin.