Текст (слова) песни: Too Short - Dont Fight The Feeling

Too short:

Say hoe

Yeah you

Can I ask you a question

You like to fuck?

Oh, you dont want me to talk to you like that

Will you like to make love?

I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop

Turn up the radio and drop the top

I see you look so good, and your so fine

Young tender, would you be mine

I get you in my car, drive you to my house

Cuz Im a mack, I cold turn you out

I wont ask, and I sure wont beg

Reach right over and rub your leg

I let my hand slide between your miniskirt

Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work

What time is it, dont watch the clock

Lay back baby doll and Ill rock the cock

Funky fresh I am, and I always can, freak nasty

Im the man

I take you out to the finest resturant

Buy you any damn thing that you want

You want flowers, Ill buy your ass a rose

But later on youre coming off with them panyhose

You want gold, girl whats next

Its me and you, doing the sex

So now you know Im just a freak

Give it up baby, I cant wait two weeks

I want it all, dont say I wont

Get it girl, now Im telling you dont

-girls voice-

Nigga please, you provoke no feeling

You must of forgot, the girls of whom youre dealing

We havent the urge, to get busy

Like those dizy lizys, who used to dance for you, your through

I cant put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted

Youre addicted, to the words you inflicted

Time after time, line after line

Talking bout the bitches that are on your mind

Do they call you $hort because of your height or your weight?

Diss me boy, Ill hang your balls from a cliff

Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky

Its an easy task, to the corner cause the curb didnt want your ass

Your name is yuck mouth, you dont brush

Gotta cover your mouth like this

They call you yuck mouth

You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss

Your a freak with no tale

You have no ass, class,you cant pass, your simply trash

Your a typical nigga, the kind you dont take home

? ? ? ? tights and barbie from the dangerous zone

Like a short dogg that carries fleas

You make my ass itch, twitch, dont you wish you could scratch it

And grab it like you want it

The name fits cause your all up on it...

-too $hort-

Get mad if you want, I wont front

When its time to hump, wont be no punk

Roll your ass over and tap the butt

Too $hort baby all in them guts

Im not your abc, from the alphabet

Every letter Ill writell get your pussy wet

Its just a freaky note, from me to you

At the bottom I signed it playboy ii

Im a player, bitch, I thought you knew

Like every other nigga in my crew

I bump hoes, now its your turn

Tell me young tender when will you learn

I cold mack like pimps you know

Wont sell you dope or sell you blow

Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch

My gold rings come from spitz

Look baby, you know what I want

Your acting like its that time of the month

Are you bleeding, cant think about sex

Irritated by your kotex

We dont need to kiss, we dont have to fuck

Ill pull out my dick bitch, you can suck

Now here, dont say I wont

Get it girl, now Im telling you dont...

-girls voice-

Punk Im not a tease, Im not a skeezer

And most definately, not a dick pleaser

You dreaming, and scheaming, and fiending for my lust

You dont have enough, for you I feel disgust

Wait, small thing I hate

For goodness sakes, if I wanted someone small I would masturbate

Im not talking bout your height, weight, or what you dream

When I say too short, you know what I mean

You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me

Your lame game, really insults me

Your name is too $hort, or shall I say too skinny

If size were money honey, you wouldnt have a penny

Little boy, your not a player

Im your savior

To try to get at me shows your bodacious behavior

I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level

Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord

If she would have known your mission

Okay little boy, heres a proposition

You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone

You call yourself a dogg, thatz how Ill send you home

With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining

Jealous of you got some, nigga please your lying

Cause I fight the feeling, that would have to be one

And mathmatically, me plus you equals none...

-rappin 4 tay-

I am the rapper that they call 4 tay

Im gon tell you like my homie short dogg would say

Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet

Knowing damn well that they wanna freak

Some do this for maybe a week

And then its cool to get up under the sheets

Trying to work that thang, but she said no

Thats about as far as its going to go

So I toss and turn, to make it loose

Finally she feels the act right juice

Some of you hoes say, oh thats nasty

Back of your coat say sweet and sassy

24 deep, thats how you sleep

Undercover freak every day of the week

You see some of you freaks just need to quit it

Playing that role like you aint with it

The rest of you freaks just wont admit it

Especially when you know just who can get it

Aint body tripping cuz I know Im right

You could be black or you could be white

For a black girl it really dont take too long

But a white girls always tryin to turn ya on

With a little squeze, but its just a tease

Give her some time, shell be on her knees

Then Ill pick her up, so I can work the butt

Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut

But dont get me wrong, cause you started it all

Coming to my house in a camisole

But when its time for me to shove

Then you front on all that love

First you said that I deserve it

Now you fight, dont want to serve it

Gave it some time, so make up your mind

Dont fight the feeling, its time to unwind

You was talking bout you gunna give my some

But Im rappin 4 tay it dont make me numb...

-too $hort-

Yeah man, the little hoes got ill

So now its time to get way to real

I know they never have some real dick

They need to quit talking that childish shit

You wanna rank hoe

Go get your bank hoe

My little dickll have you screaming though

Because when it comes to sex, you dont know whats up

Your still playing that finger fuck

See Im a grown man

I bust some young cock out

I like big butts, not big mouths

I know some little girlsll break you down in bed

Pull your drawers down, give you some head

But little girl, you wanna have some fun

You better go to magic mountain cuz your way too young

So at this point, I cant really say shit

Aint dropping no lines, Ill just call you a bitch...beyotch!!!

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I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good, and your so fine Young tender, would you be mine I get you in my car, drive you to my house Cuz Im a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask, and I sure wont beg Reach right over and rub your leg I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work What time is it, dont watch the clock Lay back baby doll and Ill rock the cock Funky fresh I am, and I always can, freak nasty Im the man I take you out to the finest resturant Buy you any damn thing that you want You want flowers, Ill buy your ass a rose But later on youre coming off with them panyhose You want gold, girl whats next Its me and you, doing the sex So now you know Im just a freak Give it up baby, I cant wait two weeks I want it all, dont say I wont Get it girl, now Im telling you dont -girls voice- Nigga please, you provoke no feeling You must of forgot, the girls of whom youre dealing We havent the urge, to get busy Like those dizy lizys, who used to dance for you, your through I cant put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted Youre addicted, to the words you inflicted Time after time, line after line Talking bout the bitches that are on your mind Do they call you $hort because of your height or your weight? Diss me boy, Ill hang your balls from a cliff Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky Its an easy task, to the corner cause the curb didnt want your ass Your name is yuck mouth, you dont brush Gotta cover your mouth like this They call you yuck mouth You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss Your a freak with no tale You have no ass, class,you cant pass, your simply trash Your a typical nigga, the kind you dont take home ? ? ? ? tights and barbie from the dangerous zone Like a short dogg that carries fleas You make my ass itch, twitch, dont you wish you could scratch it And grab it like you want it The name fits cause your all up on it... -too $hort- Get mad if you want, I wont front When its time to hump, wont be no punk Roll your ass over and tap the butt Too $hort baby all in them guts Im not your abc, from the alphabet Every letter Ill writell get your pussy wet Its just a freaky note, from me to you At the bottom I signed it playboy ii Im a player, bitch, I thought you knew Like every other nigga in my crew I bump hoes, now its your turn Tell me young tender when will you learn I cold mack like pimps you know Wont sell you dope or sell you blow Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch My gold rings come from spitz Look baby, you know what I want Your acting like its that time of the month Are you bleeding, cant think about sex Irritated by your kotex We dont need to kiss, we dont have to fuck Ill pull out my dick bitch, you can suck Now here, dont say I wont Get it girl, now Im telling you dont... -girls voice- Punk Im not a tease, Im not a skeezer And most definately, not a dick pleaser You dreaming, and scheaming, and fiending for my lust You dont have enough, for you I feel disgust Wait, small thing I hate For goodness sakes, if I wanted someone small I would masturbate Im not talking bout your height, weight, or what you dream When I say too short, you know what I mean You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me Your lame game, really insults me Your name is too $hort, or shall I say too skinny If size were money honey, you wouldnt have a penny Little boy, your not a player Im your savior To try to get at me shows your bodacious behavior I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord If she would have known your mission Okay little boy, heres a proposition You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone You call yourself a dogg, thatz how Ill send you home With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining Jealous of you got some, nigga please your lying Cause I fight the feeling, that would have to be one And mathmatically, me plus you equals none... -rappin 4 tay- I am the rapper that they call 4 tay Im gon tell you like my homie short dogg would say Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet Knowing damn well that they wanna freak Some do this for maybe a week And then its cool to get up under the sheets Trying to work that thang, but she said no Thats about as far as its going to go So I toss and turn, to make it loose Finally she feels the act right juice Some of you hoes say, oh thats nasty Back of your coat say sweet and sassy 24 deep, thats how you sleep Undercover freak every day of the week You see some of you freaks just need to quit it Playing that role like you aint with it The rest of you freaks just wont admit it Especially when you know just who can get it Aint body tripping cuz I know Im right You could be black or you could be white For a black girl it really dont take too long But a white girls always tryin to turn ya on With a little squeze, but its just a tease Give her some time, shell be on her knees Then Ill pick her up, so I can work the butt Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut But dont get me wrong, cause you started it all Coming to my house in a camisole But when its time for me to shove Then you front on all that love First you said that I deserve it Now you fight, dont want to serve it Gave it some time, so make up your mind Dont fight the feeling, its time to unwind You was talking bout you gunna give my some But Im rappin 4 tay it dont make me numb... -too $hort- Yeah man, the little hoes got ill So now its time to get way to real I know they never have some real dick They need to quit talking that childish shit You wanna rank hoe Go get your bank hoe My little dickll have you screaming though Because when it comes to sex, you dont know whats up Your still playing that finger fuck See Im a grown man I bust some young cock out I like big butts, not big mouths I know some little girlsll break you down in bed Pull your drawers down, give you some head But little girl, you wanna have some fun You better go to magic mountain cuz your way too young So at this point, I cant really say shit Aint dropping no lines, Ill just call you a bitch...beyotch!!! 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