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Too $hort

"Couldn’t be a Better Player"

Too Short: n*gga what,n*gga what,n*gga what

East Side Boyz:

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Us n*ggas from the south be representing sh*t
And trying to keep these player haters of our di*k
Never f*cking with these loud ass clicks and crews
And bucking down busters that be acting rude
Cause these n*ggas and these hoes be with some other sh*t
They like to talk behind your back but in your face they ride yo di*k
That's why I stay tight with my crew
So what you gone do when we come for you

Chorus repeat 4X: [What, wuz up, wuz up, what](in background)

What the f*ck you gone do n*gga, what the
What the f*ck you gone do, what you gone do (repeat 4X)

(Hook): East Side Boyz

Represent yo' click motherf*cker
And if you don't then you must be a buster (repeat 2X)
Now put your middle finger up motherf*cker (repeat 2X)
Now drop them bows on them motherf*cking suckers (repeat 2X)
Now get crunk motherf*cker get crunk (repeat 2X)
Now get drunk motherf*cket get drunk (repeat 2X)
Now tell them hoes to drop they clothes
And cut something for the motherf*cking d-lo

Chorus

Too $hort:

Short short, short, short
Now I don't give a f*ck about ya' benz or ya light-skinned b*tch
I don't give a f*ck who you tell you don't like this sh*t
The fact still stand you got one girlfriend
And I feel like the whole world's pimp
I can't be like you, always acting fake
I can tell you how much a real mac can make
A million dollars ain't sh*t to spend
Get some new hoes and get it again
So don't tell me what'cha wish for
You wanna be kept, by a rich ho
b*tch ass n*gga, I'm trying to get me a lick
She better pay me right now she wanna get some di*k
I told cha' got the game from the old n*ggas
Everytime I park my car him come the gold diggers
With the easy pus*y sign on display
If you looking for some money don't come this way

(Hook): Too Short

You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you f*cked every day of the week
I know you think you got it like that, but peep
I be f*cking hoes everyday of the week biiitch!!!

Chorus

Too $hort:

Now I don't give a f*ck about cha' phone book and all ya' pictures
Chilling at the club with all ya b*tches
Lying on ya' di*k save the drama
Got my eye on ya' b*tch and ya baby mama, cause ya' snoozing
You know the rules pimp ya' b*tch is chosing, ya' bout' to lose them
Yelling get cha' ass in the car b*tch
But I'm much to fast with this hard di*k
Short dog took ya' broad, it just can't be
Ya' b*tch sucked me and f*cked me and than she think me
I know the whole story, you ain't serving it right
I'll probably stop by and put some work in tonight

(Hook): Too Short

You couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you f*cked everyday of the week
I know you think you got it like that, but peep
I be f*cking hoes every day of the week
I know you couldn't be a better player than me
Even if you rode in luxury
I know you smoke colting that top notch freak
You never could be a better player than me, biiitch!!!

Chorus

(Hook:) East Side Boyz
Now what's up f*ck n*gga what's up (repeat 2X)
You gone buck f*ck n*gga then buck (repeat 2X)
Ya' boys done left ya' now ya' stuck (repeat 2X)
Ain't got no pistol on ya ass so you f*cked (repeat 2X)
You wanna run like a motherf*cking b*tch
You shouldn't have been no motherf*cking snitch (repeat 2X)
My n*gga trigger finger startin' to itch (repeat 2X)
You shouldn't have been no motherf*cking b*tch (repeat 2X)

Too $hort:

Now I don't give a f*ck if you f*ck the richest b*tch on earth
You can be a jiggalo couldn't get more work
Cause I'm a player from way back taught by the best
No hater can fade me
I was short like the rest of y'all half stepping little di*ks wanna be big
Willie's, you got a bad case of the sillies
In the studio you make believers
In real life you more like the cape crusaders
Rushing to the scene to save them hoes
Everytime they come across them crazy folks
You cuff 'em hurry up and get em' to safety
But sooner or later the b*tch gotta face me
Cause I put the game down from the start
And you ain't nothing but a dumb ass mark
Do yo' thing and watch me do mine
Get the b*tch on the phone and we'll see who lying, n*gga

WHAT! (until fade)

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