[Intro - Too $hort]
Yeah from Oakland California all the way to Canada baby Its Too $hort in the house with Merkules Bitch

[Chorus]
You know that you fuckin with some real ones
This the type of shit that make you feel somethin
Yeah yeah yeah
We dont give a fuck about that fake shit
Crack open the bottle then ill face it
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit
She might drop it low when the bass hit
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Everybodys white girl wasted
I got alot of friends in odd places
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1 - Merkules]
Thеse mother fuckers thought thеy had it raised
Til i pull up at your party like who wanna catch a fade
Bitch i came up from the bottom and got paid
So im tryna turn up until im fallin on my face
I really wish a mother fucker would try me
Ain't gettin in with no ID, No No No
Imma turn this bitch into a crime scene
All you hear is gun shots firin (badum bum bum)
She told me im a blacked out mess
If the partys over we can hit the trap house next
Im the beast in the east and im the man out west
Its been three days straight and i ain't pass out yet
If last night was a movie, that means tonight will be the sequel
I like being sober as much as i like to see my PO
Me and Too $hort at the casino blowin G notes
I just cock back, then i reload
[Chorus]
You know that you fuckin with some real ones
This the type of shit that make you feel somethin
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
We dont give a fuck about that fake shit
Crack open the bottle then ill face it
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit
She might drop it low when the bass hit
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Everybodys white girl wasted
I got alot of friends in odd places
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 2 - Too $hort]
Im still livin that pimp life
You wonder why you never got an invite
Cause she was squarin from nowhere, you not a player
By the time you get in, we up outta here
Bitch said we met before
She hella fine, but i dont recognize that whore
She got mad and said fuck this shit
Cause i forgot about the night she sucked my dick
And drank my sperm and let me hit
Then i dipped, and didn't even call a bitch
Its just another day for a real one
They call me Too $hort ain't nothin wrong with a little fun bitch
[Chorus]
You know that you fuckin with some real ones
This the type of shit that make you feel somethin
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
We dont give a fuck about that fake shit
Crack open the bottle then ill face it
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit
She might drop it low when the bass hit
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Everybodys white girl wasted
I got alot of friends in odd places
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah