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Cocktails


Artist: Too $hort
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 1995

Coming Up $hort Lyrics - Cocktails - Too $hort

(Bitch) 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

Too $hort, Too $hort 

 

(Bitch) 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

Too $hort, Too $hort 

 

Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant 

Straight across your face 

To make sure you bitches understand 

That I'm a pimp-mack-player-ass nigga 

Not a gentleman, ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin' 

I know ya starvin' bitch what you gone eat? 

Just because I feed you up I guess you waitin' on me 

 

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It ain't goin' be that, you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate 

'Cuz on this date we just fuckin' till it's late 

I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining amour 

I'm only out to fuck a bitch, fuck tryin' to charm her 

I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt 

No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's worth 

Lookin' hella good in the club like a ho 

 

Bitch, you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo' drinks 

At the bar, fill you up with Long Islands 

While I be all in your face tryin' to fuck smilin' 

'Cuz Short Dawg'll never cater to you hos 

And if you ain't fuckin' I say, "Later" to you ho's 

So if you bitches gotta plot 

You better get gonna get shot fuckin' with Short Dawg 

 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

 

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Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

 

Bitches be like rabbits swarmin' diamonds and carats 

See my car, see my house and they think I'm a sheriff 

I ain't never been a marked bitch, you too ballsy 

Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you lost me 

I tell a bitch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll 

All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho 

And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck 'em twice 

'Cuz Short Dawg ain't nuttin' nice 

 

Bitch jumped in the car, asks me where we goin'? 

I'm Shorty the Pimp bitch, you goin' hoin' 

Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on 

Raged about the pussy, now I'm in the traffic 

Now pussy still wet, got my dick in her hand 

Lickin' all around it, rollin' through the flat lands 

 

Take her to my strip, never pussy-whipped 

Seein' niggas with them bitches, I'd a tossed the pimp 

I use to break hos for Scrilla, but now it's down now 

I'm makin' bank rolls for real-a and rockin' town bitches 

Livin' large for a night, turn back into pumpers 

When I'm through fuckin', bitches leavin' with nothin' 

 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

 

Too, Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Hos can't fuck with me) 

(Bitch) 

Too $hort 

Now break it down to the beat one time 

Ol' School, tell ya lil' somethin' about $horty 

 

I'm the East Oakland player, lovers are mooshy 

I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy 

Bitches keep lookin' for some Too $hort acts 

Squeezin' on a rubber tryin' ta pull it off and make it bust 

Bitch might lose her mind if I raw-dig her 

Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa richer 

No more player, no $horty the Pimp 

I get payed, divert a cheque and get forty per cent 

 

All the homies talkin' bad, hair down, walkin' sad 

Got the broad livin' with me, baby sayin', "Dad" 

Sex played out and ol' $horty's bored getting fat 

Then my bitch turn into a rat 

I could try to mack again but the bitches won't want me 

'Cos I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky 

Short Dawg is through, people call me Todd Shaw 

All the rappers who was fake gonna mic, got raw 

 

Ugly ho's playin' hard-to-get, sold all my cars 

Now I ride the bus and shit 

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' ho's to serve me 

Shit, snap back, came out of my dream 

Shit can really happen if you know what I mean? 

But fuck a wife biatch, stay away 

 

Don't wanna own a pussy, keep the babies on lay away 

Bitch thought I robbed it, said it was mine 

She didn't know I fucked her with a dildo the whole time 

Star-struck bitch seein' dollar signs, she think the wad is fine 

Playin' games so I taught her mine 

Tryin' to play her prayer got caught in a trap 

Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap 

 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

 

Bitches keep comin' up $hort 

Fuckin' with Too $hort, Too $hort 

(Bitch) 

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