Текст (слова) песни: Too Short - Dope Fiend Beat

Bitch, funky fresh from oakland, california...

Dangerous music and it dont stop to the beat, baby...

Bitches on my mind

I cant hold back, nows the time

All you loud-mouth bitches talk too much

And you dick teasin bitches never fuck

I seen long-hair bitches, workin in stitches

Her hair aint really but two inches

All you bald-head hoes in the oakland world

Runnin around town with jheri curls

Nappy head niggas like myself

Get a bald-head and say: go to hell!

But yous a snake, yous the one

You bald-head bitch, you need a perm

So much game when the homies tough

I make a bitch go who never sucks

It really aint life but I just met her

Now Im sayin: bitch, suck better!

Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know

I came to the party and turned it up

You say: ouh, hes got a dirty mouth!

But, bitch, I kept talkin shit

Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch

I wanna blowjob and Im not kiddin

Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin

Im that nigga youll answer to

If I say: bitch, jump!, thats what you do

Im a fast talkin conman blowin your mind

Breakin you and your cousin at the same time

With a dirty rap comin out my mouth

And you know damn well what Im talkin about

Im the too $hort, baby, way too cold

So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe

The dope fiend beat...

For all you junkies to just ride...

H-e-a-d, I need a doctor just for me

To suck my dick like a vet

To give me head until I sweat

She gotta suck dick

So I can tell all my homies just what she did

She sucked and sucked and shes a bitch to the beat

Im too $hort, I said my name is too $hort and it dont stop

I love you bitches for the blowjobs

I just laugh over and over

When the bitch drinks sperm like its soda

I straight start aimin, would I miss?

Get back bitch, I wouldnt never kiss

I say she looks so good and shes so big

But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp

If I wanna I could rock her

But I cant fuck no-head doctor

Bitches dont know thats too $horts tip

You might get geed if you dont suck dick

But Im so fresh, Im so down

I tell you bitches the other way around

If you do me first then I do you

So the game jumps up when the bitch is true

Soon as I come all in her mouth

I smooth get dressed and roll out

Im too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again

One mc, one bitch broken

I tell you, baby, playin just like that

Im the best of the players to the ice cold vet

And, bitch, you just a bitch

You work fastfood and you think you rich

You see, my game dont stop when its on the one

I love to see you when you work that thang

Gettin real busy at the back of the car

Rollin down the skyline boulevard

I say: bitch, what are you smokin?

A big fat dick in the big east oakland

I see my homie, he needs to quit

She was walkin down the street

With a big fat bitch, maybe Im wrong

He might get every two weeks that welfare check

Oakland, california, is the city of snakes

Pimps, pussies, players and fakes

The big oaktown, the city of liars

Fresh storewires and voltaires

A strip, bitches, nasty freaks

My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats...

Shes a bitch to the dope fiend beat...

All you junkies just ride...

Bitches on my mind

I cant hold back, now its the time

To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw

Opened eyes and guess what I saw

Bitches on my mind

Grabbed the microphone and then I started to rhyme

What would life be if it wasnt too $hort

It be nothin but rappers from old new york

But thats not likely and theres no doubt

Bitches like me cause Im turnin it out

Im here, there, everywhere

Sportin fat gold rope, Im a mothafuckin player

Recognize game when its on your face

As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass

Crook it up loud, would be doin fine

Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme

Some young tender dosent like this beat

But a bitch aint nothin but a word to me

I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid

Cut to the house and freak my maid

You see, she dosent speak english but we dont talk

I call her lucy and shes juicy, makes your eye balls walk

We never hesitate to make good love

She clean up my house and then clean me up

So check it out, you bitches

I tell you a story of rags to riches

So check it out, freak nasty

I know youre fine but you look like lassie

Bitch, not a long ago I used to hang at the mall

Top floor, baby, all the freaks I called

And if they didnt wanna come that aint shit

I just drop a few lines and then call her bitch...

Bitch!

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Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know I came to the party and turned it up You say: ouh, hes got a dirty mouth! But, bitch, I kept talkin shit Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch I wanna blowjob and Im not kiddin Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin Im that nigga youll answer to If I say: bitch, jump!, thats what you do Im a fast talkin conman blowin your mind Breakin you and your cousin at the same time With a dirty rap comin out my mouth And you know damn well what Im talkin about Im the too $hort, baby, way too cold So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe The dope fiend beat... For all you junkies to just ride... H-e-a-d, I need a doctor just for me To suck my dick like a vet To give me head until I sweat She gotta suck dick So I can tell all my homies just what she did She sucked and sucked and shes a bitch to the beat Im too $hort, I said my name is too $hort and it dont stop I love you bitches for the blowjobs I just laugh over and over When the bitch drinks sperm like its soda I straight start aimin, would I miss? Get back bitch, I wouldnt never kiss I say she looks so good and shes so big But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp If I wanna I could rock her But I cant fuck no-head doctor Bitches dont know thats too $horts tip You might get geed if you dont suck dick But Im so fresh, Im so down I tell you bitches the other way around If you do me first then I do you So the game jumps up when the bitch is true Soon as I come all in her mouth I smooth get dressed and roll out Im too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again One mc, one bitch broken I tell you, baby, playin just like that Im the best of the players to the ice cold vet And, bitch, you just a bitch You work fastfood and you think you rich You see, my game dont stop when its on the one I love to see you when you work that thang Gettin real busy at the back of the car Rollin down the skyline boulevard I say: bitch, what are you smokin? A big fat dick in the big east oakland I see my homie, he needs to quit She was walkin down the street With a big fat bitch, maybe Im wrong He might get every two weeks that welfare check Oakland, california, is the city of snakes Pimps, pussies, players and fakes The big oaktown, the city of liars Fresh storewires and voltaires A strip, bitches, nasty freaks My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats... Shes a bitch to the dope fiend beat... All you junkies just ride... Bitches on my mind I cant hold back, now its the time To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw Opened eyes and guess what I saw Bitches on my mind Grabbed the microphone and then I started to rhyme What would life be if it wasnt too $hort It be nothin but rappers from old new york But thats not likely and theres no doubt Bitches like me cause Im turnin it out Im here, there, everywhere Sportin fat gold rope, Im a mothafuckin player Recognize game when its on your face As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass Crook it up loud, would be doin fine Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme Some young tender dosent like this beat But a bitch aint nothin but a word to me I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid Cut to the house and freak my maid You see, she dosent speak english but we dont talk I call her lucy and shes juicy, makes your eye balls walk We never hesitate to make good love She clean up my house and then clean me up So check it out, you bitches I tell you a story of rags to riches So check it out, freak nasty I know youre fine but you look like lassie Bitch, not a long ago I used to hang at the mall Top floor, baby, all the freaks I called And if they didnt wanna come that aint shit I just drop a few lines and then call her bitch... 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