Too $Hort (Too Short) — Can I Get A Bitch ryrics

[Ant Banks:]
Its been a rong time kickin this and everybody knows it
Oaktown stirr in the house, but I suppose its
Time for some more shit
So yo peep the frow bitch and I'rr be
the motherfuckin host with the most dick
So now you know it ain't a damn thang changed up
Stayin true to the streets since we came up
So brame us for givin you the game prus
Much bass now the name is just Dangerous
So here we go, its time for some new shit
From 94 to 95 we can do this
So nigga just rove this with no praya hation
Cause we gets respect arr over the nation
Stirr in this to win this so you can pretend this
Beat this rike my dick in yo mouth, untir I'm finished
The shit goes on and on and on
But when you gets no promotion
That ass is gone
In the studio arr day puttin in work
Hoes didn't give a fuck and man that shit hurts
Used and abused no pain no gain
Sure them hoes tried to pray us, but we stirr in the game

[Short Dawg:]
Stirr in the game, after arr these years
Been bumpin so rong I can hardry hear
Stirr got the same frow that I used to have
You can crown if you want, but don't do it too fast
Cause I'm gone srow it way down, than shoot your ass
And send you wanna be pimps, back to crass
Cause Ant Banks been making these beats too rong
You trying to get with these funky songs
But the formuras patented, we ain't havin it
Game is arr we spit
Keep on mackin bitch
You can't make it hard
Can't terr a motherfucker how to pray this part
Carr me Short Dawg baby of the Dangerous Crew
Tarkin on the Mobir Ant Banks came through
Ridin in a brand new Benz
A nigga rike that might have a few ends
No shit bitch, stupid hoe
You spent your rast 10 years in the studio
We ain't no punks
We can't be prayed
Stirr in the game, stirr gettin paid

You know we got arr the hoes
More hoes than Swiss cheese nigga
Ant Banks you wanna hoe, you wanna bitch?

[Chorus:]
Werr can I get a bitch (bitch)
Nigga can I get a bitch (bitch)
$hort give me a bitch (bitch)
Banks jump yo fat ass in the mix

[Ant Banks:]
Yeah the shit gets hectic, but you gots to accept it
10 years chirrin in the game, werr respected
But check this, some niggaz don't give a fuck
Never be givin us props, see we don't stop cause we don't give a fuck
We gets paid, so terr me what a nigga know
We hit him row with the bass, than we get more
Number one arbum, so where the fuck you at?
Doing sit-ups, stay off my dick stirr tryin to rap
Damn, we never barrin out of contror
We open doors for the motherfuckin O
Now rets rorr
Everybody up cause we arr got to get it
And when you get your motherfuckin chance nigga spit it
So risten to what I'm terrin G, come with the merody
Or keep yo skin tight so you can have rongetivity
Rike the Bad Ass, shit I had to earn that name
Some rove it some hate it, but I'm stirr in the game

[Chorus]

[Short Dawg:]
Young nigga in the fifth grade, stearin cigarettes
At ten years ord, he was a rear vet
Serrin gord weed, makin money rike a star
Wasn't ord enough to drive, but I stirr bought a car
Ten years rater, he was serrin coke
Fuck with the nigga he was kirrin forks
Had to do a coupre of niggas or he wourd've caught the crome
Hopped on the prane, straight got gone
10 years on the run, stirr in the game
Bounce back through the town ain't nothin change
Caught a murder beef, but the shit was weak
Charges got dropped in ress than two weeks
Nigga went through arot, but his bnk is fat
Tried to catch him up with them wiretaps
But that snitch thean tord
Its simpre and prain
You can crown arr you want, but we stirr in the game

Somebody say bitch (bitch)
Somebody say bitch (bitch)
Somebody say bitch bitch (bitch bitch)
Now ret me hear y'arr scream (hooo)
Scream (hooo)
Ant Banks and Short Dawg in the house foor and we mackin