That's Right Lyrics - What's My Favorite Word? - Too $hort

That's right 

Right, right right 

I know you love me, I'm like a habit 

But if you had a million dollars, could I have it? 

If I was broke and starvin', would you feed me? 

If I drove a big car, would you see me? 

While I'm foldin' yo' money in half 

If you was holdin' on down to yo' last 

You know I need it, everything you got 

I gotta get it or we'll never see the top 

If it was a Happy Meal or a half-a-mill 

It's the same thing, baby, that's real 

Don't matter if you're holdin' out, no doubt 

If you fuckin' Ludacris bitch, Rollin' Out 

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With a Chinese name, Won Gone 

Pack yo' bags and get the fuck on 

It's understandable, why I do what I do 

Gettin' money every day and I'm still comin' through, right 

I'm a woman that'll hold you down 

When the other ones can't be found, that's right 

I'm a woman that'll keep you rich 

When the others want you to trick, that's right 

I need team players to roll with 

Get down with an O.G., knowin' it 

Would you mix Hennessey with Tanqueray? 

Let me fuck yo' best friend every day 

Would you walk from Compton to Hollywood 

From Richmond to Oakland, I got it good 

From the Soul Train Awards to the Grammys 

From New York City to Miami 

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If I went to jail, would you bail me out? 

If I went through hell, would you help me out? 

Get a king and have better things 

Sell your grandmomma's wedding ring 

Unconditional love, would you donate yo' kidneys? 

I wanna know how much would you give me 

Let my dawg hit it, matter fact let us all get it 

Break somethin' off on it, right 

I'm a woman that'll hold you down 

When the other ones can't be found, that's right 

I'm a woman that'll keep you rich 

When the others want you to trick, that's right 

I woke up one day in the A T L 

With a pocket full of money feelin' way too real 

Thinkin' 'bout what happened 'fore I went to sleep 

I'd be broke if it wasn't for the pimp in me 

Read my mind, I want what you got 

Top down, girl, bumpin' Tupac 

You got too much money in your freak pants 

That's why I keep my ladies in a deep trance 

From January to December 

She can't remember, her mind's in a blender 

Wake up in the back of a Caddy 

Don't even know who's your momma or your daddy 

The name is Too $hort 

I'm addictive like Newports but of course 

You can fight the feelin' if you want to 

But this game might come back to haunt you, right 

I'm a woman that'll hold you down 

When the other ones can't be found, that's right 

I'm a woman that'll keep you rich 

When the others want you to trick, that's right