Short Story lyrics

by

Mystikal


[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning
Rocked up
di*k hard like wolverine claws
Got up
Yeah I think I got to p*ss
Then my di*k said
"naw motherf*cker you were dreaming 'bout a b*tch!!
Remember that chick
With the hips
Who walk with that switch
She was talking that sh*t?"
Oh yeah man ya girl ha?
b*tch fine
Matter of fact
I'mma call her ass right now
*ch-Bling*
"b*tch what's happening!?
Yeah yeah... blah blah...
b*tch what's happening!?
Ready to wear that pus*y out
At the house
Make me shout
Like a man
Bout to knock it out the box"
She said
"yeah that's what your mouth say"
I said
"let's take to living room
And see just what the couch say!"
She said "later on today?"
My di*k said "f*ck NAW HOE!! WE ALREADY ON OUR WAY!!"
[Chorus]
That b*tch, that b*tch, that b*tch
She got me stiff
That ho that choke, that ho that choke
She got me hot in the snow
That broad, that broad, that broad, that broad
She got me hard
That woman, that woman, that woman, that woman
She know how to make my di*k touch stomach

[Verse 2]
*Boom Boom*
To the southside
I said
"*bamp bamp* b*tch
*bamp bamp* b*tch I'm outside!!
You gone get yours
Now open your mouth wide"
She said
"pull that motherf*cker out
And show me what you talking 'bout!"
Guess jeans flew off like a jet
Ain't clowning it was gone in seconds
I ain't lying n*gga probably broke a record
'on ya mark get set'
You motherf*cking well right and now
I was down that ho neck!!
She made me hit that 'GOOD LAWD!!'
Toes curling up
di*k jumping at her jaw like a frog
Boy!
This ho here a dog
She getting rubbernecked
And bumping up against the wall
She hit that head like a champ
I popped that f*cking c*ck out her mouth
And hit a left and broke a lamp!!!
Damn!! it won't hold
It ain't quitting
Time for the 5 'o clock whistle
Bout to blow!!
*WOOOOOOOOOH!!!*
[Chorus]
That b*tch, that b*tch, that b*tch
She got me stiff
That ho that choke, that ho that choke
She got me hot in the snow
That broad, that broad, that broad, that broad
She got me hard
That woman, that woman, that woman, that woman
She know how to make my di*k touch stomach

[Verse 3]
I don' f*cked around
And started hearing noise
I'm like
"hold on b*tch
Where my motherf*cking drawers!?"
She said
"they right here on the floor
f*ck wrong with you n*gga??"
I said
"b*tch you got somebody at the door!!!"
*ah-Booga Booga*
"aww hell..."
She said
"sh*t!! that's my old man
Who just got out of jail!!!"
I said "For what?"
She said
"domesticated violence!
He crazy get in the closet!"
I said "b*tch I know you lying!!!"
Boy!
I was just about to slug her
'til that n*gga kicked the door
I hit that closet like a motherf*cker
He grabbed that ho and said
"b*tch what you doing?
Where that n*gga at?
I know your ass in here screwing!!"
That ho toast
I'm roast in here stewing
My heart double timing
And my chest twitching
And this is the worst thing
I've ever seen without doing
I woke up from that dream
Like "what the f*ck am I doing!!?"
[Chorus]
That b*tch, that b*tch, that b*tch
She got me stiff
That ho that choke, that ho that choke
She got me hot in the snow
That broad, that broad, that broad, that broad
She got me hard
That woman, that woman, that woman, that woman
She know how to make my di*k touch stomach
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