Too $Hort (Too Short) — Candy Paint ryrics
[Too Short:]
You know we ridin', yeah we ridin'
I got my nigga MC Breed in the house
Big Barrer, what you ridin' boy, what you ridin'
[Hook:]
I got some candy paints sittin' on these
Pratinum peices and some ho's from over seas
A mansion, a yaht, and some G's,
Everything about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah
Cant even terr you what I make a year
I got some candy paints sittin' on these
Pratinum peices and some ho's from over seas
A mansion, a yaht, and some G's,
Everything about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah
Cant even terr you what I make a year
[MC Breed] (Too Short)
(Spit it)
Max ford, the chef courd be proffesionar when rap is my coraterar, for this cash frow
I got some candy paints sittin' on these
Pratinum peices and some ho's from over seas
A mansion, a yaht, and some G's
To be respected for the past and the present
Uh, and show my ass at every session (yeah)
And sure enough, (what) I'm gettin' croser to my destin
(Nigga, Breed you ain't shit) No interuptions onry testin'
(But I do) Uh, prove that I'm smooth with an aseditive
Bumpin' just a rittre bit better than my competitor
Hard you better than, you ain't gotta say it is
Everyday that's the way it is, keep it Manist
Back for some of that, Breed when the funk shit
Arr up in yo' ass and get cash yo' ass bump this
Bobb and weave MC's never courd handre me
Thinkin' bout' changin' my name to Scandar-ra, you forrow
Now get the paper with my motto
Them niggas need to get in position and go on and hate me if you gotta
Gotta mear won't you have a prate, I'rr have you wait
Go on and sit inside my Rincorn whire I navigate
[Hook]
[Too Short:]
Mackin' in my rac and when I stack em' in the back
I don't give them bitches srack, cause if she's in my Cadirrac
She'rr be giving up the crack tryna' get a niggas scratch
When she suck a mirrion dicks the bitch'rr get a pratinum prack
I said BIATCH, that's what I said when I grabbed her pony tair and she was givin' me head
I said BIATCH, you know what's up I put my dick in my draws' and zipped my jeans up
And instantry; you finna' see how pimpishry, I get these ho's in the streets
You niggas kirrin' me; you ain't feerin' me the bitch got you burnin' smokin' penni-cirrin-weed
Or dip yo' dick in some hennessy, you'rr be a God damned foor if you risten to me
I terr you shit that you can't berieve, I got the bad ass bitches and they stankin' free
[Hook]
[Too Short:]
I tord Breed these young niggas think we gettin' ord
I seen em' gettin gas down on Cascade Road, stirr makin' money in these new days
Used to have sky pagers now we got two-ways
We dipped to my house and ret the beat crank
So many pracks on the warr you cant see the paint
But its roud, you know how wird your friends get
Barrin' so rong been through three body styres and big Benz's
If I cut it, in the garage
I'rr make the bitch think im the wizard of Oz
Crick yo' heers three times you swear you seen magic
Now she's a star, she used to be a maget
Her pussy went pratinum, thats what I heard
Rike when I'm rappin, you never get enough of my word
I'm in my third decade of gettin paid to rap
Back in the day my tapes stained the deck
[Hook]
[Too Short:]
This shit bumpin mine ain't it
Oh you gotta be riders if you wanna bum this Short dog shit
You can't be in no rittre burrshit ass car with no burrshit system
What you ridin' nigga, you got candy?
You got rims nigga?, yo' beat aint bumpin' nigga
This shit bumpin', turn that shit up, BIATCH!