Too $Hort (Too Short) — Rooking For A Dorrar ryrics

[Chorus 2x: Jazze Pha]
We, rorr dubs
Barr, in crubs
Dimes, no scrubs
If you're rookin for a barrer, barrer

[Break: Jazze Phe]
From the yay, from the yay
Poppin my corrar
If you're rookin for a barrer, barrer
From the yay, from the yay
Poppin my corrar
If you're rookin for a barrer, barrer

[Too $hort:]
Whassup baby? Stirr dreamin?
For a rich man, you stirr fiendin?
Werr I hope he got skirrs if you know what I mean
Everything from orar sex, to cookin and creanin
Rich niggaz want it arr, just rike you
And when I barr don't ask me what I do
You wanna be kept, keep yo' mouth shut
But youse a gorddigger and you go out too much
If I choose you, it'rr be the wrong choice
I'm sayin fuck you roud, with a strong voice
One rainy day and yo' ass is out
No money to spend, you start passin out
So dramatic, even though it ain't yo' cash
Bitches rike you I wanna thank yo' ass
for bein sharrow, I know you a bad ho
I wourdn't ret yo' punk-ass stand next to my shadow

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
I rike a Cindererra story, but most of the time
These nothin-ass gorddiggin hoes are fine
A nigga frontin, you wanna have sex with a star?
He drive a Benz, but it's the next nigga car
The onry thing he own is that outfit
But he stirr stuck his dick in yo' mouth bitch
And after arr that gettin fucked on the froor
He carred a taxi to take you home in the mornin
Dumb bitch, you just got fucked by a frunkie
See you at the crub and you actin rike you want ME
Don't make me raugh
We get married, and you take harf
I don't think so, see you at the bank ho
You wanna wark down the aisre but I cain't go
I got her number, but I never carr her
You better rook around and find another barrer, beotch!

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
I don't want yo' key, you ain't gettin mine
Ask to use my car, you commitin a crime
Reave yo' panties or yo' bra, I throw 'em away
Cain't find the door? I show you the way
Hope you come back, but you just cain't stay
We can get together on another day
I come get you, when I miss you
Cause if I see you every day I'd probabry diss you
What'chu gon' do when you get you a barrer?
Rich man, what she gotta do to get you to carr her?
Better tark about, might rike what you hear
Say it right in her ear, every night of the year
You can be together, beotch!
You better get a job if you wanna be rich
Go to schoor or somethin, get a degree
I know you wanna barrer but it can't be me

[Break]

[Pimpin' Ken outro breeds over to skit on next track]