BEYOTCH!
Short Dog's in the house, once again with this pimp s***
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 1: Too $hort
I met this girl in Atlanta
She let a n**** f*** but I still can't stand her
The p**** wasn't good I said "What's up b****?
I'm tired of f*****' can you suck d***?"
She said "No", but she had another friend
So I switched like a real pimp
Laying on my back with my d*** in her mouth
I said "Beyotch!! What you talkin' 'bout?"
She mumbled something, I don't know what she said
Smoking on a joint gettin some bomb-a** head
b**** said her name was Theresa
All on my d*** like cheese on pizza
In the A-T-L where the grass is greener
I f***** Nina, Melina, Sabrina and Tina
When I first moved out there, I met Holly
Five-foot one with a bad a** body
Freaky little b**** she was a Gemini
She used to stand up and say "Shoot it in my eye!"
I met another girl went to Spellman College
Every day after school I aquired the knowledge
I took her to my house so I could get some
I f***** her real good and made the b**** c**
She was hella limber, said her name was Amber
She wouldn't stop screaming, that's all I remember
I had another freak, her name was Wendy
When I first met the b**** she said "Please don't pimp me!"
I did it anyway
I'm coming straight from Oakland, C-A
Ain't no other way, like my girl Shante
She lives in Atlanta, but she comes from the Bay
Let me hit that hometown p**** on the strimp
Look out for a n****, treat me like a pimp
You know I can't forget about the strippers
Cinderella with the glass slipper
Top down in the Benz ain't spendin' no ends
Fat bag of indo, bring all your friends
It's like Lotto, you get a quick pick
b****** said they heard I had a big d***
So I showed it to 'em, only took one second
d*** rock hard, b****** gettin' nekked
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 2: Too $hort
I know another b****, her name is Terri
I lied to the b**** "It's about time I get married"
I couldn't see me pimpin' her
So I f***** her next door neighbor, Jennifer
She had two roommates, Cindy and Amy
Terri caught me creepin' and said "n**** don't play me!"
But them hoes liked to freak
I used to send 'em new n***** every other week
I never would tell you all the hoes I f*****
These are the tales, some of this s*** I made up
I change the name so I can rhyme and s***
So if it's you, you know the time b****!
I spent the night with Monique in between the sheets
It was her, her girlfriend April and me
I do it on the regular, two at a time
Call it what you want I be a fool wit' mine
Like them Texas n*****, I never would change
Like my n***** up in Cleveland spit the good game
These hoes recognize when I come in the door
I ain't trickin b****, so what you want me for?
Like Natalie, swearin' up and down I had to be the one
b**** lets have some fun
I f***** her, you thought I didn't
Short Dog's in the house and I keep on pimpin'
So then I f***** the twins, Sharon and Karen
Went straight for the panties, but they wasn't wearin 'em
Don't ask me who I f***** first, it ain't my fault
In the end, I still got the same results
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 3: Too $hort
Hell yeah, I never would forget Charlene
We was layin real close like two sardines
Talkin', laughin', kissin' and s***
Next thing I know she started kissin' my d***
You know the rest, before she left I paged Mia
I told her "I got a new freak over here"
She rushed over, I left and when I came back
Them hoes was lickin' cats
They call me "Short" when I'm pimpin', "Dog" when I'm mackin'
Gotta get the money, thats all thats happenin'
She wants to be my love slave, I need some bug spray
To keep these hoes away
I never would tell you all the hoes I f*****
These are the tales, some of this s*** I made up
I change the name so I can rhyme and s***
So if it's you, you know the time b****!
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna get f***** say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Beyotch!
And it don't stop
Old school Short Dog
Still spittin' it
Still gettin' it
Gettin' that money
Eastside baby, Oakland
You ain't knowin?
Beyotch!
Short Dog's in the house, once again with this pimp s***
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 1: Too $hort
I met this girl in Atlanta
She let a n**** f*** but I still can't stand her
The p**** wasn't good I said "What's up b****?
I'm tired of f*****' can you suck d***?"
She said "No", but she had another friend
So I switched like a real pimp
Laying on my back with my d*** in her mouth
I said "Beyotch!! What you talkin' 'bout?"
She mumbled something, I don't know what she said
Smoking on a joint gettin some bomb-a** head
b**** said her name was Theresa
All on my d*** like cheese on pizza
In the A-T-L where the grass is greener
I f***** Nina, Melina, Sabrina and Tina
When I first moved out there, I met Holly
Five-foot one with a bad a** body
Freaky little b**** she was a Gemini
She used to stand up and say "Shoot it in my eye!"
I met another girl went to Spellman College
Every day after school I aquired the knowledge
I took her to my house so I could get some
I f***** her real good and made the b**** c**
She was hella limber, said her name was Amber
She wouldn't stop screaming, that's all I remember
I had another freak, her name was Wendy
When I first met the b**** she said "Please don't pimp me!"
I did it anyway
I'm coming straight from Oakland, C-A
Ain't no other way, like my girl Shante
She lives in Atlanta, but she comes from the Bay
Let me hit that hometown p**** on the strimp
Look out for a n****, treat me like a pimp
You know I can't forget about the strippers
Cinderella with the glass slipper
Top down in the Benz ain't spendin' no ends
Fat bag of indo, bring all your friends
It's like Lotto, you get a quick pick
b****** said they heard I had a big d***
So I showed it to 'em, only took one second
d*** rock hard, b****** gettin' nekked
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 2: Too $hort
I know another b****, her name is Terri
I lied to the b**** "It's about time I get married"
I couldn't see me pimpin' her
So I f***** her next door neighbor, Jennifer
She had two roommates, Cindy and Amy
Terri caught me creepin' and said "n**** don't play me!"
But them hoes liked to freak
I used to send 'em new n***** every other week
I never would tell you all the hoes I f*****
These are the tales, some of this s*** I made up
I change the name so I can rhyme and s***
So if it's you, you know the time b****!
I spent the night with Monique in between the sheets
It was her, her girlfriend April and me
I do it on the regular, two at a time
Call it what you want I be a fool wit' mine
Like them Texas n*****, I never would change
Like my n***** up in Cleveland spit the good game
These hoes recognize when I come in the door
I ain't trickin b****, so what you want me for?
Like Natalie, swearin' up and down I had to be the one
b**** lets have some fun
I f***** her, you thought I didn't
Short Dog's in the house and I keep on pimpin'
So then I f***** the twins, Sharon and Karen
Went straight for the panties, but they wasn't wearin 'em
Don't ask me who I f***** first, it ain't my fault
In the end, I still got the same results
Chorus:
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah
Verse 3: Too $hort
Hell yeah, I never would forget Charlene
We was layin real close like two sardines
Talkin', laughin', kissin' and s***
Next thing I know she started kissin' my d***
You know the rest, before she left I paged Mia
I told her "I got a new freak over here"
She rushed over, I left and when I came back
Them hoes was lickin' cats
They call me "Short" when I'm pimpin', "Dog" when I'm mackin'
Gotta get the money, thats all thats happenin'
She wants to be my love slave, I need some bug spray
To keep these hoes away
I never would tell you all the hoes I f*****
These are the tales, some of this s*** I made up
I change the name so I can rhyme and s***
So if it's you, you know the time b****!
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you wanna get f***** say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Beyotch!
And it don't stop
Old school Short Dog
Still spittin' it
Still gettin' it
Gettin' that money
Eastside baby, Oakland
You ain't knowin?
Beyotch!