Couldn't Be A Better Player Lyrics - Too $hort

Too short: nigga what,nigga what,nigga what 

East side boyz: 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Us niggas from the south be representing shit 

And trying to keep these player haters of our dick 

Never fucking with these loud ass clicks and crews 

And bucking down busters that be acting rude 

Cause these niggas and these hoes be with some other shit 

They like to talk behind your back but in your face they ride yo dick 

That's why I stay tight with my crew, 

So what you gone do when we come for you 

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Chorus repeat 4x: (in background) 

What the fuck you gone do nigga, what the 

What the fuck you gone do, what you gone do (repeat 4x) 

(hook): east side boyz 

Represent yo' click motherfucker 

And if you don't then you must be a buster (repeat 2x) 

Now put your middle finger up motherfucker (repeat 2x) 

Now drop them bows on them motherfucking suckers (repeat 2x) 

Now get crunk motherfucker get crunk (repeat 2x) 

Now get drunk motherfucket get drunk (repeat 2x) 

Now tell them hoes to drop they clothes 

And cut something for the motherfucking d-lo's 

Chorus 

Too $hort: 

Photos 

Short short, short, short 

Now I don't give a fuck about ya' benz or ya light-skinned bitch 

I don't give a fuck who you tell you don't like this shit 

The fact still stand you got one girlfriend 

And I fill like the whole world's pimp 

I can't be like you, always acting fake 

I can tell you how much a real mac can make 

A million dollars ain't shit to spend 

Get some new hoes and get it again 

So don't tell me what'cha wish for 

You wanna be kept by a rich hoe 

Bitch ass nigga, I'm trying to get me a lick 

She better pay me right now she wanna get some dick 

I told cha' got the game from the old niggas 

Everytime I park my car him come the gold diggers 

With the easy pussy sign on display 

If you looking for some money don't come this way 

(hook): too short 

You couldn't be a better player than me 

Even if you fucked every day of the week 

I know you think you got it like that with p 

I be fucking hoes everyday of the week biiitch!!! 

Chorus 

Too $hort: 

Now I don't give a fuck about cha' phone book and all ya' pictures 

Chilling at the club with all ya bitches 

Lying on ya' dick save the drama 

Got my eye on ya' bitch and ya baby mama, catch ya' snoozing 

You know the rules pimp ya' bitch is chosing, ya' bout' to lose them 

Yelling get cha' ass in the car bitch 

But I'm much to fast with this hard dick 

Short dog took ya' broad, it just can't be 

Ya' bitch sucked me and fucked me and than she think me 

I know the whole story, you ain't serving it right 

I'll probably stop by and put some work in tonight 

(hook): too short 

You couldn't be a better player than me 

Even if you fucked everyday of the week 

I know you think you got it like that with p 

I be fucking hoes every day of the week 

I know you couldn't be a better player than me 

Even if you rode in luxury 

I know you smoke colting that top notch freak 

You never could be a better player than me, biiitch!!! 

Chorus 

(hook:) east side boyz 

Now what's up fuck nigga what's up (repeat 2x) 

You gone buck fuck nigga then buck (repeat 2x) 

Ya' boys done left ya' now ya' stuck (repeat 2x) 

Ain't got no pistol on ya ass so you stuck (repeat 2x) 

You wanna run like a motherfucking bitch 

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking snitch (repeat 2x) 

My nigga trigger finger startin' to itch (repeat 2x) 

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking bitch (repeat 2x) 

Too $hort: 

Now I don't give a fuck if you fuck the richest bitch on earth 

You can be a jiggalo couldn't get more work 

Cause I'm a player from way back taught by the best 

No hater can fade me 

I was short like the rest of y'all half stepping little dicks wanna be big 

Willie's, you got a bad case of the sillies 

In the studio you make believers 

In real life you more like the cape crusaders 

Rushing to the scene to save them hoes 

Everytime they come across them crazy folks 

You cuff 'em hurry up and get em' to safety 

But sooner or later the bitch gotta face me 

Cause I put the game down from the start 

And you ain't nothing but a dumb ass mark 

Do yo' thing and watch me do mine 

Get the bitch on the phone and we'll see who lying, nigga 

What! (until fade)