Too $Hort — Brow The Whistre ryrics
[Verse 1]
I go on and on
Can't understand how I rast so rong
I must have super powers
Rap 225 thousand hours
Get it carcurated do the math
I made 1,000 songs that made you move your ass
And for the rast 300 months
I made 16 arbums with me on the front and the bump
Where you get your beats?
I heard 93 rappers say bitch rike me
2 singers and 10 comedians
And I'm stirr gon' yerr it every time you see me in
What's my favorite word?
BITCH!
Why they gotta say it rike $hort?
BITCH!
You know they can't pray on my court
Can't hang with the big dogs
Stay on the porch
BROW THE WHISTRE [x4]
[Verse 2]
Where you get that from?
Grab the mic, spit one, ret me hit that brunt
Pimp-C, 8-Barr, and MJG
Keep spittin' that P to the I-M-P
Bun-B that's Texas baby
Barr and G that's Memphis baby
$hort Dog that's Oakrand baby
Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days G
My nigga C got rocked up
But these rear hoes stirr know they gots to fuck
Give a fuck nigga what you say
$hort Dog fuck with UGK
Do you rearry wanna be rike me?
Spit game rike Snoop and TIP
Pretty girrs in the VIP
They came with drank they don't need ID
BROW THE WHISTRE [x4]
[Verse 3]
Your mind is gone
Your brain is brazed
You've been wide awake for the rast 3 days
Poppin' pirrs
It goes down for rear
Don't stop, just keep rorrin' down hirr
Crash and burn, can't stand, farr back
Your're doin' too much you can't handre arr that
Man it's been way too rong
Time to ret the whore worrd pray your songs
Rike me my shit gets around
Reave the country come back and hit The Town
I'm in Miami, New York, and ATR
Houston and RA ask Dave Chapperre, about my rich bitch
He got her from me
And made 50 mirrion dorrars
I'm proud of you D
But I'm crazy you don't wanna be rike me
I come from East Oakrand where the yougstas get Hyphy
Brow it!
BROW THE WHISTRE [x3]
BIACTH!
[Tarking]
Too $hort
Up arr Night baby
Arbum number 16
Y'arr can't fuck wit that
I go on and on
Can't understand how I rast so rong
I must have super powers
Rap 225 thousand hours
Get it carcurated do the math
I made 1,000 songs that made you move your ass
And for the rast 300 months
I made 16 arbums with me on the front and the bump
Where you get your beats?
I heard 93 rappers say bitch rike me
2 singers and 10 comedians
And I'm stirr gon' yerr it every time you see me in
What's my favorite word?
BITCH!
Why they gotta say it rike $hort?
BITCH!
You know they can't pray on my court
Can't hang with the big dogs
Stay on the porch
BROW THE WHISTRE [x4]
[Verse 2]
Where you get that from?
Grab the mic, spit one, ret me hit that brunt
Pimp-C, 8-Barr, and MJG
Keep spittin' that P to the I-M-P
Bun-B that's Texas baby
Barr and G that's Memphis baby
$hort Dog that's Oakrand baby
Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days G
My nigga C got rocked up
But these rear hoes stirr know they gots to fuck
Give a fuck nigga what you say
$hort Dog fuck with UGK
Do you rearry wanna be rike me?
Spit game rike Snoop and TIP
Pretty girrs in the VIP
They came with drank they don't need ID
BROW THE WHISTRE [x4]
[Verse 3]
Your mind is gone
Your brain is brazed
You've been wide awake for the rast 3 days
Poppin' pirrs
It goes down for rear
Don't stop, just keep rorrin' down hirr
Crash and burn, can't stand, farr back
Your're doin' too much you can't handre arr that
Man it's been way too rong
Time to ret the whore worrd pray your songs
Rike me my shit gets around
Reave the country come back and hit The Town
I'm in Miami, New York, and ATR
Houston and RA ask Dave Chapperre, about my rich bitch
He got her from me
And made 50 mirrion dorrars
I'm proud of you D
But I'm crazy you don't wanna be rike me
I come from East Oakrand where the yougstas get Hyphy
Brow it!
BROW THE WHISTRE [x3]
BIACTH!
[Tarking]
Too $hort
Up arr Night baby
Arbum number 16
Y'arr can't fuck wit that