Текст песни Too Short - Pimp The Ho
Too Short - Pimp The Ho слова песни
Pimp the hoPimp that hoIts like too $hort raps been around a whileI rocked to the beat and got my own styleIm from the o city, and I said it beforeI was born to mack, call me playboy $hortYou wanna get freaky? look at the timeWe could do the nasty, but its almost nineMy show starts at ten, I gots to goLike the mack said, homie, pimp the hoCheck it out everybody, if you got two earsTurn your radio up, short gog is hereIf the bass aint kickin, pick up the phoneDial 911, tell em: turn it onBumped a cute young tender in a tight red dressShe had a soft booty, and a real big chestShe said, "i love you", said it againAt the motel freaked her and her friendsLike a too $hort rap, and everybody knowsLike the mack said, homie, pimp the hoesAint no need in playin games, none at allFakin like a giant when youre just too smallNo need to rush, take your timeTo adjust to the changes in my rhymeTo you rappers - tonights your nightYou all jump straight up on your micScreamin "im the best", but let me seeI make a lotta money, could that be me? He said, "hell no, Im the king of the rap"Looked me in my eyes, said, "deal with that"I said, "hold on, buddy, dont talk that junkYou drank two 40s, now you must be drunk"He said, "lets battle", I said "go"Like the mack said, homie, I pimped the hoAll hail the king, go straight to hellIf your girlfriends freakin on a freaky taleBetter play your rap and take mine offBefore the bitch gets wet and youre still softNo need to rush, take your timeTo adjust to the changes in my rhymeI was on the turf, cold chillin outWhen a sucker mc got hit in the mouthTryin to find out if he can hang with meThe boy got hooked on the dope fiend beatI said, "bitch, what are you smokin? "It aint funny, cool, I aint jokinYou never shoulda said I was fakin the placeYou wouldnta got socked straight in your faceIm the coldest mc on a microphoneNow the sucker mcs just leave me aloneThey might suck on yours, but they cant get mineLike the mack said, homie, pimp all the timeIm not talkin bout hookers in mini-skirtsWhen you pimp like me, put your mind to workIts like 24 hoes, better known as tracksWhen I grab that mic I spit these rapsI start workin the hoes, and it just dont stopIts goin on till the panties dropIm sir too $hort, like I saidBitch cant lick, dont give me headHad a fresh young tender, wont say her nameIts the same old story, ran the same old gameShe can blow more head than a well blows waterThe girl wont stop when she get startedLike the freak you married, I had to get with herAint no doubt, short dog would get herIm a cold player, I cant lieThey call me playboy $hort, and I told you whyIm a mack, so get backI put my tape in the deck in my cadillacAnd as my ride goes on definitelyI speak each word loud as can beIm the t-double o, and like I saidIf your girlfriends freakin, I accept all headScream out the combination, and I open the lockPlug in the mic jack, and then rock that cockBack to back like the oakland raidersIn and out like your crossfadersMakin people dance all over the floorLovin that rapper named sir too $hortYou got my bank, little girl, no time to act sillyIm dynamite, baby, and my name aint willyCold as hell, hard to stopI spit these raps and rock yo blockHit the city talkin bout, its goin onAnd the next thing you know, the whole nations goneIts too $hort on the micAnd Im spittin mo raps than any rapper you likeSo all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my beatAll I gotta say is, dont fuck with meMy game is tight, my bank is madeYou can hate big $hort, but I still get paidYou say, "i cant", I say you canShow respect, little boy, when you deal with a manI saw you laughin when you came in the placePunk, I start laughin when I spit in your faceSee I know how I feel, I should be shut at dawnBut Im a true mc, I keep rockin onI wont say Im best, wont declare Im badIm just a rappin muthafucka with a hard-ass rapToo $hort cold comin upSay a rap, homeoby, get the mic out your buttBe a man if you can, cause it might get worseYou be walkin round town with a wig and a purseNo tellin whats next, I dont knowLike the mack said, homie, pimp the ho(Ill be good to youYoull be good to meAnything you wantOr anything you needI got my eye on youAnd Im into youIll give you all my doughYou just pimp that ho)Im never draggin when Im rhymin, cause I make a lotta moneyI jump in my car, drop it if its sunnyDoggin the freaks, and all that shitLong haired hoes with real big titsIm a eastside player oh yes, I amGrab the microphone and start makin grandsI take a freak to her room, not a hotel trickI cold chill out at the motel sixIm ridin in the car, and I cant be foundIm the hardest muthafucka rappin from this townMy name is sir too $hort, and if you say so what? I look you in your eye, and wouldnt give a fuckI live a california lifestyle, aint no trip8 years on the mike, and aint faked it yetSo when you see me on stage, I wont blow you a kissI put my finger in the air and tell you just like thisSay bitchPimp the ho