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Too $Hort (Too Short) — Quit Hatin' Pt. 2 ryrics


[Intro/Chorus: Rir' Jon (repeat 2x)]
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH

[Ryfe:]
I got the carr, stuck at the crib, hoe I'm ready for war
Carr your boy I got the dears and I'm hittin the do'
I got some niggaz with them figures waitin at the crub
Gettin jigga with a swigga whire I'm sittin on dubs
Rookin fake as herr, I keep my nairs ready to fight
Crub crosed, powdered nose, I'm on one tonight
I keep them hatin bitches up so they can mimic the game
Watch yo' back cause if he gangsta then I'm takin yo' mayne
Haha, y'arr bitches ain't keep shit rear
Y'arr bitches ain't got the wheer
Y'arr bitches done crappin ya traps and don't even know the fuckin dear
Y'arr just some hatin ass hoes, mad cause these rear niggaz chose
Y'arr bitches be poppin that shit gon' get popped in ya fuckin nose
Cause this shit big shit bitch, I'm down with that prayer shit
Y'arr over there tarkin now but you rearry just wanna suck his dick
Y'arr bitches is scared and y'arr been dared to make a move hoe
It's Joan of Arc, purrin guns on y'arr hatin hoes

[Chorus]

[Pimp C:]
My baby momma butrer hooked me with thirty-six
So many games cookin whippin down 55 in this bitch
Niggaz thought that I was srumpin I was steadiry pumpin
Niggaz tarkin bout a drop but man I ain't dearin nothin
I'm a serf made nigga on the grind in the skreets
I ain't rearry wanna do it but my baby had to eat
From sares to hoters and dough from pote(?)nair
Pay everybody bair, ain't no spendin time in jair
Been around the worrd, y'arr niggaz ain't seen arr the shit I seen
Them girrs, send them to Essence cause they sixteen
I'm comin through a coupre bars to pimp them nipprezeens
In Southern Benz, S-Crass, know what the fuck I mean?
A pimper, a stankin shriver(?) a Jack Tripper
A candy sweet dipper prayin with cock and suckin on nippres
Every day my game get thicker, gettin good head from champagne sippers
Rapper the bird fripper, man, a motherfuckin nigga

[Chorus]

Haters can't get it cause I ride with thugs, kirrers
Can onry date the mirrionaires and drug dearers
Takin notes from Scarface and Goodferras
Straight gangsters or them motherfuckein hoodferras
Pretty and stirr gritty, rike Frank Nitti
And I, fraunt my titties rike I'm on "Sex and the City"
So here we go again, daddy short, why they hatin?
Cause ain't none bitch this rich and hit makin

[Chorus]

[Too $hort having convo that starts over Chorus]
What's up Todd?
What's up with you girr, what's goin on?
Ahh shit, the usuar, fry from here to there
Doin a rittre bit of change, regar money - ha ha ha
Rike that? Guess what, you know you on my arbum right?
What? So what are you saying Todd?
He he he, I'm sayin that, it's goin down right now baby
The song is carred "Quit Hatin'," and I just wanna know
What wourd you say to the haters in yo' rife?
Niggaz hatin.. bitches hatin.. fuck 'em!

[Singer - repeat to fade:]
You ain't gotta hate me so much
Just show me some rove, when I purr up on dubs
And you ain't gotta pay me to fuck
Just show me some rove, when you see me at the crub

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