c*cktales lyrics

These are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps? You can go to hell
Cause $hort Dawg is on the mic spittin c*cktales

[Verse 1]
H-E-A-D
All you washed-up hoes trying to throw that P
You're just a big freak, you better not complain
When you hear these c*cktales and you hear your name
If you a fake b*tch, ain't no thing
I'll pick up the phone and call Janine
If I call Marie, I know for a fact
I'm getting sucked in my drop-top Cadillac
I met this freak named Naomi
Straight di*k-sucker, worked me and my homies
She had a girlfriend, her name was Vickie
I pulled her to the side and let her suck my di*k
She was fine as f*ck, but can't f*ck with Tina
Tina, Tina, the sperm cleana'
I took her to my house and I told her "strip"
Baby got freaky - started doing the splits
I said, "Bee-yotch! Do what you want
Cause this true-blue mack won't even front"
I f*cked her with my finger, she tried to c*m
pus*y so tight it wouldn't give me none
I'm Sir Too $hort, baby, couldn't be no punk
I'm trying to get freaky cause I love the funk
My di*k is big and her n*gga had a little one
I didn't f*ck her freaky ass but it was still fun
I know you stop and wonder just what it is
It's the California lifestyle that I live
See I'm from the Crew, Dangerous, b*tch
I get on the mic and spit that freaky sh*t
I know this girl named Annette
Get her all alone and she'll suck your di*k
Hella freaky, won't say no for sh*t
You and her all alone, n*gga, that's your b*tch
I know another freak her name's Joanne
I always get the pus*y cause I know I can
Finest b*tch around, ain't got no man
Every time she cross my mind I go f*ck her again
She's like another freak named Christina
b*tch so dumb, I named her "misdemeanor"
Cause it had to be a crime to be that dumb
I took her to my house and she let me c*m in her mouth
You know I did all that sh*t
She got my number, if she beep me, I'm gonna call that b*tch
And go dig in them guts like a gardener
If she starts screaming I'm gonna f*ck the b*tch harder
[Hook]
Cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty rap you can go to hell
Cause Short Dogg's on the mic telling c*cktales

[Verse 2]
I meet the groupies, hookers like Kathy
f*cking MC's cause she's so nasty
See her backstage trying to throw that ass
She just like the freaks and she had to pass me that pus*y
You can't stop the b*tch
Let her roll on vogues then I drop the b*tch
My name is Short, my game is long
I freak these hoes and sing these songs
I know a b*tch named Stephanie
Do anything she can to have sex with me
She really don't bring out the best in me
But I love her fine ass laying next to me
She's like another freak named Nicole
So damn sprung on my diamonds and gold
I took her to my house, she gave me the panties
I f*cked her so good she told her friend named Angie
Angie called me up about 2 weeks later
Talking some sh*t about "do me, player"
So I did her just like Tamara
Taking naked pictures with my Polaroid camera
Next they told a b*tch named Raquel
Got my skin all under her fingernails
She was digging in my back while I grind the sh*t
That was way back, now I can't find the b*tch
But if I do, I'll probably do the same again
Break the b*tch for everything, cause I came to pimp
I'm Too Short, baby, I don't stop macking
I grab the microphone and I don't stop rapping
You can bet your life as I spit these raps
I'll be f*cking 'em up like that, b*tch
I know a b*tch, her name was Sherry
I had to cut her loose cause she wanted to get married
pus*y so good and I do mean very
Sometimes it's shaved and sometimes it's hairy
I'm Short Dogg, ain't nothing nice
You ever make me mad and I'll f*ck your wife
Have fun with your b*tch and have her sprung on my di*k
I guess I'll pull it out and just c*m on your b*tch
Like my other little tramp named Erica
Anywhere I want to f*ck, that's where I f*ck
Cause she's the freakiest b*tch in America
And every time I get the pus*y, I just tear it up

Cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
You dont like my dirty raps you can go to hell
Cause Short Dog is on mic tellin' c*cktales
Be-yotch! And it dont stop to the beat