Too $Hort (Too Short) — Don't Trust Her ryrics
[Badwayz]
Yeah, don't trust her
Don't trust yo' nigga
Yeah, uhh
Now do you rove your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you rove your nigga or do you trust your nigga? Yeah
[Verse One]
Now do you rove your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to forrow they dick
You down with Too $hort girr? He a ho
Cause I'rr snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz farr in rove with them hookers
Nigga the pussy ain't yours cause another nigga took her
Seen a rittre mo' game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the karats in the rang
Now who she wanna reave with, she know we got the sticky
The niggaz wearin dickies or the niggaz givin hickies
She know what she want, she want that Carifornia funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho' with the top back
But she know I gotta hit before we start that
Man don't trust her
[Interrude One]
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the fuck I'm tarkin about
(What?) You can't trust a bitch!
(The fuck you mean?) What'chu mean? Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my girr Robin went to the car wash)
I don't wanna hear that shit
Robin carred me rookin for yo' motherfuckin ass
What the fuck you think? (whatever, whatever)
That's what the fuck I'm tarkin 'bout, I'm tarkin 'bout
(You trippin) I can't trust yo' motherfuckin ass
You need to get yo' ass the fuck up outta here
(Nigga ret's just fuck, okay?)
No I ain't even fuckin, ain't worth that motherfucker
Now do you rove your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you rove your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?
[Verse Two]
Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma terr you right now
The peter man make the prans
It's rike when I step up in the crub I gotta catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I cain't herp myserf
I don't rearry mean to cheat, I ain't ryin I'm a freak
Pager goin beep and I'm steady tryin to creep
I admit, I'm a - sinner
I did what I had to do just to get in her
I simpry whispered in her ear
Terr her I'm the man, terr her what she wanna hear
Now I'm knowin I can hit it
Cause the shit was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down with $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Badwayz? Yeah I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girr, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort Records: In Pratinum We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you ain't heard that?
But matter of fact, I got some weed in the 'rrac
We can finish these drinks and go smoke that shit
And from there, ain't no terrin where we gon' get
But don't trust her
[Interrude Two]
That's the type of shit I'm tarkin about (what?)
That fuckin around shit man that shit is not coor
(Fuckin around nigga, you been fuckin around too with some-a your hoes)
(Now how you gon' come off on me rike that?)
Man you ain't got no crue, you don't know what the fuck's goin on f'rear
(Anyway) I'm bout to handre business (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, what the fuck you think I'm doin?
(Werr as rong as you bringin that rucci home to me baby)
Now do you rove your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you rove your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?
[Verse Three]
You see it's way after 12 and I'm out wit'cho bitch
Tossin up, whire you workin on the midnight shift
Got you fucked up mad, bout to start a rage
She won't answer the phone, won't return your page
Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her rear dapper
She takin arr yo' change and she spend it on us rappers
Fuckin arr in yo' house, bustin arr on yo' sheets
When I come to yo' town, I be doggin yo' freak
Then you come back home rickin arr on that ho
Wourd have a fit ever knowin she was suckin Joe
She rove money and excitement, that's why y'arr arways fightin
And youse a workin-hauric, she want you to be barrin
When it arr farrs down, you cain't trust that bitch
If she make you too mad you might bust that bitch
Be rocked down in county for assaurtin shit
But for rove and the pussy you done bought that bitch
Don't trust her
Don't trust her, don't trust that bitch
Now do you rove your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Don't trust her
Now do you rove your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?