Coming Up $hort lyrics

INTRO
(b*tch!)
b*tches keep comin up $hort
f*ckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(b*tch!)
Too $hort, Too $hort
REPEAT

Now f*ck around and get a five finger hand plant
Straight across your face
To make sure all you b*tches understand it
That I'm a pimp-mack-player-ass n*gga
Not a gentleman
Ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin
I know ya starving b*tch what you gone eat?
Just because I picked you up I guess you waitin on me
It ain't goin be that, you shoulda ate or brought'cha ass a plate
Cos on this date we just f*ckin till it's late
I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or a knight in shining armour
I'm only out to f*ck a b*tch, f*ck tryin to charm her
I treat a fine ass b*tch like dirt
No money in her purse, a f*ck is all it's worth
Lookin hella good in the club like a ho
b*tch, you need to go find a n*gga to buy some mo' drinks
At the bar, fill you up with Long Islands
While I be all in your face tryin to f*ck smilin
Cos Short Dawg'll never cater to you hoes
And if you ain't f*ckin I say "Later" to you hoes
So if you b*tches gotta plot
You better get gonna get shot f*ckin with Short Dawg
b*tches keep comin up $hort
f*ckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(b*tch!)
REPEAT

b*tches be like rabbits wantin' diamonds and carats
See my car, see my house, and they think I'ma share it
I ain't never been a mark b*tch, you too bossy
Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you lost me
I tell a b*tch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll
All you good fo' is some head and some pus*y, ho!
And if the pus*y and the head tight, we f*ckin' twice
Cos Short Dawg ain't nuttin nice
b*tch jumped in the car, asks me where we goin?
I'm Shorty the Pimp b*tch, you goin hoin'
f*cked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
Raised up out the pus*y, now I'm in the traffic
Now pus*y still wet, got my di*k in her hand
Lickin all around it, rollin through the flat lands
Stickin' to my script, never pus*y-whipped
Seein' n*ggas with them b*tches I done tossed and pimped
I use to break hoes for Scrilla when I was down now
I'm makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town b*tches
Livin large for a night, turn back into pumpkins
When I'm through f*ckin', b*tches leavin' with nothin'
b*tches keep comin up $hort
f*ckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(b*tch!)
Too-Too $hort, Too $hort(Hoes can't f*ck with me)
(b*tch!)Too $hort
Now break it down to the beat one time!
Ol' School. Tell ya lil' somethin about Shorty

I'm the East Oakland player, lovers are mooshy
I f*ck a different ho a day and leave rubbers in pus*y
b*tches keep lookin for some Too $hort nut
Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
b*tch might lose her mind if I raw-di*k her
Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa richer
No more player, no Shorty the Pimp
I get paid, give her the check and get forty percent
All the homies talkin bad, head down, walkin sad
Got the broad livin with me, baby sayin "Dad!"
Sex played out and ol'Shorty's bored, getting fat!
Then my b*tch turn into a rat
I could try to mack again but the b*tches won't want me
'Cause I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky
Short Dawg is through, people call me Todd Shaw
All the rappers who was fake on the mic, got raw
Ugly hoes playin hard-to-get, sold all my cars
Now I ride the bus and sh*t
I had a '94 Lexus, Rolexes
I sold it all, now I can't afford breakfast
I lost everything I worked to be
Never thought I'd be a trick, payin hoes to serve me
sh*t! Snap back came out of my dream
sh*t can really happen if you know what I mean?
But f*ck a wife biatch, stay away
Don't wanna own a pus*y, keep the babies on lay-away
b*tch thought I raw di*ked, said it was mine
She didn't know I f*cked her with a dildo the whole time
Star-struck b*tch seein dollar signs, she think the wad is fine
Playin games so I taught her mine
Tryin to play a player, got caught in a trap
Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap
b*tches keep comin up $hort
f*ckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(b*tch!)
REPEAT