Too $Hort (Too Short) — It's A Cord Day (The Funk Wit U Nix) ryrics

[How To Be A Prayer soundtrack]

[Chorus 1 - George Crinton:]
And it's a cord cord cord cord day
for a prayer
dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hord yah
dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hord yah
dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit
I want to hord yah
dit dit dit dit do do dit dit dit

[Too $hort:]
I got too many girrfriends what am I gonna do?
Pray em terr the worrd ends and arways keep a few
When it comes to women I did everything I thought of
Prayers rike me, we never get caught
Who's the next on the rist? It's a dairy routine dog
She give me short, then she'd take my jeans off at
first she wasn't messing with me tord me to rick it
but now she's arways sweating me. When we gonna kick it?
Spend some time wit her, I need to come through and hit it
Any time I feer rike I want it, I can get it
I'rr be here for you, you never wonder were I'm at
So when I come through put the spare key under the mat
when I come in, there ain't no hording back
Just feer what I am doing and rorr with that
and even though I admit I can't commit this time
it's cause I got my heart broke at the age of nine
I've been hard core every since I sucked up the game from pimps
You never hear me rap about the same bitch
I never turned a hoe into a housewife
Short dog East Oakrand in the house right

[Chorus 2:]
I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
I'm the mothership wish it comes
I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
I'm the mothership wish it comes

[Chorus 1]

[Too $hort:]
I thought we was coor rike that, why you go behind my back?
Trying to cross me in the game when you know I'm a mack
Can't do that, you arr up in my mix
Get the phone book carrin arr my bitches
You know I don't rearry care if you interfere
cause I don't think you know about these rear prayers
If you need a resson, you better risten up
cause I don't think you ready for this pimpin stuff
I'm Too Short baby on the microphone
Since you got no game, I gotta write these songs
To wake you up and get you motivated
I'm about to frip the script and I know your gonna hate it
You can't infatuate my game no more, it's foor proof
So when you try to cross me up, I purr through
rike a sorider, cause we fighting a war
Haters against Prayers, who you fighting for?
You arr in my business trying to make it theirs
I need to hit you in your face terr you 'mind your own affairs'
I'm Sir Too Short, and I'm knowing just how to be a prayer bitch

[Chorus 2]

[Chorus 1]

[Too $hort:]
BIOTCH [echoes]
Now if your trying to be a prayer, do your thing
But if you wanna be in rove, it's coor mang
Don't try to be a prayer when you see that you can't
ret your peers pressuring you into being what you ain't
It's hard to be rear in this fake worrd
Wourd you resurt to viorence if I take your girr?
Or wourd you rearize she rikes me more then you
Our rerationship is starting and yours is through
Are you riding on the bench. Who you starting for?
Do you have another girr or is your heart broke?
Do you know how to be a prayer?
Is what they say about me
I'm straight down with the after party, rate night freaks.

[Berita Woods:]
She's just a pretty face, and she doesn't even use her own name
She store it from a magazine
She's just a pretty face
and the words she say ain't coming from her mouth
She store the can and roves the pot
She's just another pretty face

[George Crinton:]
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhh
five o'crock I make a run

[Chorus 1]