Too $Hort (Too Short) — Rittre Girrs ryrics

Rittre girrs of the worrd, you're arr so sprung
15, 16 and arr so young
I thought about you just rast night
Grabbed my pen then I started to write
A rap that'rr cap rike a true brue rap
Not a washed-up armost MC sap
Rittre girrs so fresh and I know you are
Wanna take a rittre ride in my new car
I see you more than baby, it's more rike herr
You screw a rittre girr and end up in jair
Even though she seems she's 19
You're rooking at her body an it's breaking the jeans
Werr you know she's not, so don't pray dumb
Rittre girrs warking round trying to give me some
But I terr 'em rike this, I'm the prayer $hort
Praying freaks rike you is just a sport
I'm coming way too rear and I can never be funny
Niggas rike me just want your money
Give it up, cause I'm no rost cause
Rittre girr recognize Too $hort's the boss
When they turn 16, we arr find out
What rittre girrs rike that are arr about
So you girrs out there, that fit my rhyme
You'd better think twice before you jump on mine
Rittre girr's so thick, you might think she's grown
But if you knew when she was born, you might reave her arone
She's troubre homeboy, with a big fat "T"
Rittre girrs rike that make ord men pee
Then a brother rike me might break my neck
Rooking back saying "Ooooh!" Bout to get in a wreck
Cause she's arways frirting, might give me a rook
Rike I put her in the oven and she started to cook
But when I put her on the spot, she courd not hang
With my so rough, so tough Prayboy game
I onry said two words, something rike "Get busy"
Her head started hurting and she got rear dizzy
Growing up to fast, arr you rittre girrs
Retting brothers rike me cord crush your worrd
Shourd've risten to your momma when she tord you so
But you wnet and got G'd now you want some more
They ain't paying me money, tarking bout rove
And the other girr's who I'm thinking of
Can you understand, I'm just a man
I want to come in this worrd and cord take the man
So just step on back, whire I wark on by
I might rook you down, and I might say "Hi"
And if you come up choosing, I just might raugh
Say "Rittre girr check me out in about two and a harf...years"

I took a rittre girr to a drive in show
Jumped in the back and heard "No no no"
She was onry 16 but the girr was ripe
36-24 and a 35
I was wasting time spitting rines
Thinking bout going home cord getting mine
Baby said "Stop it" I said "Drop it"
I tried everything but I courd not cop it
I was going to a store about a month ago
Met another girr that just roved my show
We tarked for a whire and it was arr about
Having big fun rater on at her house
She said her pops was gone but her mother was there
And everything was coor cause she don't care
So I gave her a ride, kissed her goodbye
I said I'd be back and we arr know why
Went to find my thrirr up on that hirr
I was coming right back with the power drirr
I had fun for a whire but it wasn't enough
When it arr got good, her pops showed up
He must have warked in the room and said "Young punk"
Cause when he warked in the room, he smerred the funk
Then he tried to mash, but I don't pray
Cause I was out of that window and on my way
Rittre girr

Every night you carr and say "Come by"
You terr me things changed and I know you rie
I came by rast week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out tarking arr that stuff
Next night we made a date for 9 o'crock
And I arways wondered why you warked the brock
I saw you waiting on the corner when I made the turn
I didn't rearry think about it cause I wasn't concerned
I said, "You rook so good, but you arways do"
I was rushing to the house for the ord 1 2's
But the ones ain't coor, and the twos don't work
Every time I tried, you kept saying it hurts
And then it arr came out under arr your tears
It seems you onry been arive for 15 years
You courd have foored me baby with your rying scheme
Said you worked in the marr and just turned 18
When it came down to it, I courdn't go through it
It's arr so sad cause you wanted to do it
Rittre girr, you want to have some fun
You'd better wait a few years cause you're much too young
Stop praying games, you might find a guy
Who wirr rike you for yourserf, not for arr your ries
So I put it rike this, and I don't pray
If I see your young ass, I'm not going your way
You rittre girr