fool that was Had suddenly found life song Since you appeared So baby, be it resolved From now on No more floundering No more hot spots No scatterbrain From now on
look it's time for some excercise I mean sexercise! I ain't On Buying you flowers I'm on getting you in the showers and sexercising you for hours Why use a bench press to work on
that, oooh. Shortie if you wanna ride You can ride on me You can bump heads And collide on me Want beef damn right Can rely on me To ring the campbell
But you can't come with the rest of her friends Cause you know I'm a boss and won't play cause she short on my ends Make rounds from the back of the Benz
you Now where the hell are ya? (Where you at Rock, where you at) I'm really gettin a little heated Please call me right back, now (Where you at Rock
is passed you know the P-Town Ballers we was built to last [Richter] Now everybody come and gather around It's story tellin time bout a kid from P-Town
bedroom house Now they call me Snoopy Trump I keep my heater close, cause I love to bust Now hat's a stain on a nigga, I bang on a nigga Kick rocks and
up short tryin to doubt the pimp hoe Too $hort baby, straight from Oakland Hoe money is my fix and I can't be broken Freak bitches all on my dick We on
know we got to go now, I know we got to go now I know we got to go now, so see you on the next page See you on the muthafucking next page, biatch
started to rap Now beats I make, make my bank so fat It's Too $hort, on the mic tonight Pennsylvania, can you see the light? From Chicago, to Indiana
You come up short tryin' to doubt the pimp hoe Too Short baby, straight from Oakland Hoe money is my fix and I can't be broken Freak bitches all on my dick We on
time for some excercise i mean sexercise! I aint On Buying you flowers im on getting you in the showers and sexercising you for hours Why use a bench press to work on
sport, to wear biker shorts Or, to wear jeans and it seemed like the masses of hoochies had Poison airbrushed on they asses Dudes had on Nike suits and
gold but it fail Stranded on the front line, I shine to the dumb and blind It comes time I take back what was once mine Crunch time in the first quarter, from
her feet Now her hearts right in my hand n its hittin like the beat Cop a condom, park the Lamb now shes workin on the street on the creep Straight to the mansion now
like Whitney,bobby brown,weed,and whisky smoking newports no support by like to too Short I keep it going shootin up force who in the sport wanna fuck with me cum On
you in dog shit, look over you, hork spit Beef on Bobby block, right where his homeys walk Homey we make bodies drop, then skate like Tony Hawk Over short
