no marriage and a weddin' ring I be a player fo' life so where's my wife Prob'ly at the rehab stuck on the pipe 'Cause she must be smokin' and I'm not jokin' Too
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
game, now let's get out here and make this loot Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much
and make it soft Go 'head take it off, I won't tell yo' daddy, baby I always had game but I've been extra savvy lately You probably saw me at the corners
vertigo I'll be in the cut, tell them girls lets get surgical farenheit for 51, that paper we just burning through create money for me to cremate money, I earn it too
All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Murder
Grabbed that bitch by her hair, drug her across the ground And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down Sorry coach, it's too late
can learn to take a second to pump our brakes 'For we said it, regret it later an' let it escalate 'Cause by then it's too just late, there's so much
re much too late Don't need this legislation You don't need this score Don't need this facist groove Just to show pornography the door Don't mean to be too
It go microphone check, one, two, yola Two chains, two guns, he bipolar Two baby mamas, three kids, two Rovers That's too many problems, too late to think over It go, cars
't discriminate Then along came Geto Boys, Raheem and the Royal Flush Rap-A-Lot Records based out in Houston, represents for us OG style, they cars, ditch that 4 and too
black, the boy's a {motherfuckin} rap star Teeny rock star, minus the f'real and all the cop cars Rocks off, lock bars with the realest (hach-too) in
I'm ridin with the noise Plus the clip is fully loaded as the inside of my garage (cars) Look at all my broads, if you tryin to see the stars Find me
The war is on, yo On rainy dayz I sit back and count ways on How to get rich son, show and prove, ask my blitz Stood up late nights, build with my a
your time, don't let your time do you Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to send 'em some s*** 'Cause it's never too late to stop bein' a b****
Drop 2 Fast, drop 2 Furious I'm too fast for y'all, mayn Drop 2 Fast, drop 2 Furious Oh, I'm too fast for y'all, mayn Ah, you just came home from doin