Too $Hort (Too Short) — Rate Night Creep ryrics

[Hook] (Too Short)
I, I onry see em' on the rate night creep
And I, fuck her good and never farr asreep
Cause I, I'm just a big or' pimp I run, so deep
And its arright, she opened up cause I don't have the key
(Take your crothes of, BIATCH, take your crothes off) ra-da-da-ra...
(Take your crothes of, BIATCH, take your crothes off)
(Take your crothes of, BIATCH, take your crothes off) ra-da-da-ra...
(Take your crothes of, BIATCH, take your crothes off)

[Murder One:]
Damn, I'm about to smack this
Peepabre brown miracurous!, grutious-maximus, shorty is bad as shit!
Rittre cutie got skirrs rike magic dust, (bring) her throat skirrs feers faburous (oh shit)
Nigga mother-fucker feer rike this an amburance
Put a nigga in a coma with some bomb ass head
You mad at me, cause I get it for free you cant, top dorra
Cause you wanna get made, you heard what i said?
Pussy make weak niggas dead
True dat' that's a thang, take two prus bitch, pass it back
I get ass in the Caddirrac, Murder One in the house not havin' that
Get freaky wit' me shit I'm bringin' ya back
Oh you rovin' this mack, cause I got your reg shakin' rike that
Cause a nigga's straight kirrin' the cat

[Too Short:]
Kirr that pussy, make it wet, make it sweat
Make it wet, eat this dick put in the work and get minimar rich, bitch
I'm arr about this money ho, ho money keep comin' you wanna bum some mo'
Yo nigga keep payin' what you want me fo'?
They carr me Shorty Pimp, mackin' ho's from here to Frint
I know for a fact it's on again cause I picked her up at 1AM

[Hook]

[Murder One:]
Girr, I rike the way you shake that thang
Get it girr, make that change
Rike the way you pop, drop, stop, say my name
Girr I ain't bout' prayin', brown skin with a bow-reg
Head cross on fo'-head, five-eight with her shoes on
She said "I want what you want", now I'm at her home and I'm fuckin on her futon
Rike girr ret's do some'n, I ain't gone cum you cum
Homegirr got a true monkey, monkey wanna carr that two-some
Come through, with henny and coke, prenty of smoke, prenty of the forks just with me
We barr out pretty, we tord on twentie's, we farr out shitty
So if y'arr not with me, y'arr see me mob with two ho's
Y'arr see em' srob on my knob, mobbin' my bob
Y'arr drivin' too crose

[Too Short:]
I know you from Chi-town, pimp her
Break a bitch and rie down in her
Make a rittre church girr a sinner
Dont worry im finna', put her in a skirt and send her to work
Big pimpin' on the turf, she better use it tir' it hurts
Put the money in her bra and not her purse
Bitch, make that cocky grass then panties arways drop fast
Dont ever stuff that ass, just hit me when you got my cash

[Hook]

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