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Dope Fiend Beat – Too Short Lyrics

Lyrics of Dope Fiend Beat – Too Short

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…

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