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Too Short lyrics

Blow Job Betty

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Right about now in the place to be Too $hort baby Gettin' real funky with the motherfuckin' Dangerous Crew, bitch, with that old school Too $hort baby, I'm so hard Pimpin' these hoes on the boulevard But I'm not here to tell ya bout me I got a little story bout a nasty freak She's the kind of girl you think about in bed Blowjob Betty givin' real good head Bust a left nut, right nut in her jaw Sperm on her cheeks is all ya saw She could blow more head than a whale blows water Blowjob Betty make your dick get harder She's a one of a kind, a hell of a girl A trip and a half around the world Catch her gettin' busy, bitch wouldn't stop She's the kind of girl that'll make your toes pop Every time I used to see her, I would know what's up Blowjob Betty better blow me up I remember the day when I first met her Bitch kinda loose so I knew I'd get her Walked up to her said 'my name is $hort, just what you've been lookin' for' Pimp is my game, I do it the best Hoe fuck with me, she don't get no rest Well after that, I G'ed the freak I used to stop by and fuck about twice a week And from the very first time I went to her house Walked in the door and stuck my dick in her mouth $hort Dog'll get bitches anytime I wanna Got a big dick and lay it right on her tonsils Only stick it in about half way back Cause if I put it all in, it bust straight through her neck Niggas always sayin' how they fucked that bitch But I'm the only nigga that the bitch made rich Like any other tramp she loved to fuck With any motherfucker got nuts to suck I spit game to the bitch, just like this Why you runnin' round suckin' all that dick for no money? It didn't take long to stay true to the game And get my pimpin' on But every once in a while you get a stupid hoe Bitch ain't about money and she'll never know how to get it Blowjob Betty was dumb A fiend for a fuck and a mouth full of cum She made money for a minute but she loved the sex So I cut the bitch loose like a old school 'vette 6 months later, I'm still a pimp, I'm still a player One night at a club, she was puttin' in work All you had to do was step up to her She was in the bathroom sayin' one at a time Wasn't my bitch but she still was fine So I went in the back room, seen the bitch Slapped her on the head, said, 'you ready to switch?' And to the players out there Instantly, Blowjob Betty started servin' me Cause the player I am to the day I'm dead I was sittin' on the sink gettin' some head It was all so good and much too true One young freak and a whole damn crew But then I shot that fatal nut Must of knocked that bitch on her butt She couldn't even breathe, she was holdin' her throat Me and my homies just hit the door My homeboy said '$hort don't worry' But that next day I read this story A young girl died just last night She choked on sperm in her windpipe It was on her face, her neck, and chest And we're sorry to say there's no suspect When I saw that my brain clicked I bust a nut and killed a bitch It might sound sick, it might be petty But ya never been sucked by Blowjob Betty! Beeyatch! Yeah hoe, y'all niggas don't know though, that's it

Put It On Top

TRINA
[Intro] Said I love ya babe.. And I need ya darling.. Said I love ya babe.. Chorus] I'm a put that p-p-pussy on top (whoa!) I'm a ride ya until that dick drop (damn!) I'm a keep going, going non stop (c'mon!) Till I hear ya say (Trina! God damn you a bad bitch!) I'm a put that p-p-pussy on top (whoa!) I'm a ride ya until that dick drop (damn!) I'm a keep going, going non stop (uh huh!) Till I hear ya say (Trina! God damn you a bad bitch!) [Verse] You know I'm off blast, you face off fast I ain't into making love, I'm into getting cash I'm making niggaz scream! just like a wet dream Suite 112 wit that 'Peaches & Cream' I'm a put that p-p-pussy on top And ride that dick non stop till it drop Miss Trina fin to make it, make it get hot Come over here man, and show me what you got I'll make you snap, crackle, pop Then I'm a break ya pockets Cop me charm bracelets, Louie Vuitton lockets And I'm a keep ya harder than a rocket (ohhh) New rims on my Benz, you can cop it (ohhh) Get nasty, whip cream and chocolate Ride that dick till it pop out the socket Get off, lick lick lick me It's Lil Pearly baby, no Vickies [Chorus] [Verse] DP I'm back, you know the flow's hot Soon as your clothes drop, I make your toes popFresh out the hood bitch, I ride a good dick Lil Mama hood rich, I got that good shit Toot toot, beep beep, freak on the backseat I make your heart beat fast like a track meet I put the pussy on top wit a cherry in the middle Don't be scared Daddy, lick it a little Spend a few thou' nigga, Trick it a little Then maybe now and then we can - kick it a little Ohh, c'mon! (What you're saying girl, that you know) (You gon put that on top of me?) [Chorus] [Bridge] Girl give me that now now now, now now now Girl give me that now now now, now now now Girl give me that now now now, now now now Girl I got this feeling way down in my bones That make me wanna do it to ya, HEY!! (Talk to 'em girl) [Verse] Anytime, anyplace, baby yeah anywhere I put this thang on you daddy, I ain't never scared Freaking in a six drop in the parking lot I put the pussy on top and massage the cock I'm too hot, too tight, ride dick just right If you playing wit them M's play Grant just might (?) Lay you down and undress you, red light special You wanna bring your toy friend, I just might hit you [Chorus] [Outro - to fade] Girl give me that now now now, now now now

Livin' It Up

JA RULE "Pain Is Love"
(feat. Case) [Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah, yeah We all my... Yeah C'mon, c'mon, uh To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uh To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say... To all my bitches that be givin' it up, ah C'mon [Verse 1: Ja Rule] Baby, you're such a typical, everyday, one night thing It's a physical, I'ma fuck, you tonight thing Fuck, knowing your name, get your ass in the Range And rollover, gettin' blown while blowing the doja Bring head to a closure That's a good bitch Before it's all over, I'ma leave this bitch Probably treat this bitch, smoke better 'Cause if you ain't know, gangstas and hoes go together Poppin' my collar, partna Who in the spot Baby, Rule in the spot In the mug and the watch, love me Half the hoes hate me, half them love me The ones that hate me only hate me 'cause they ain't fucked me And they say I'm lucky Do you think I've got time to fuck all these hoes And do all these shows Or flight in the lama, Dodge and White Rolls Uh-oh, another episode [Hook: Case & Ja Rule] What, do I do To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say... What, I do To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uhh What, you do To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say... What, do I do To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uhh My love for you C'mon [Verse 2: Ja Rule] Bitches, just wanna hold the name exactly That's why they suck dick with more passion than apples And I ain't mad at'cha Never leave you alone 'Cause we fucks when I'm home Phone sex when I'm gone We both grown, both got minds of our own Bust our freaks off like old dog and Love Jones Been, in many zones, baby One hoe, two hoes Fuck prizzy bitches, the hoes that do bono But you know, the Rule be livin' it up And got all these hoes, givin' it up I like a little Rule baby, how cute are you With a body that rides all sexual I got a stick, I'll ride right next to you Do a doughnut, and cut, and I'll open it up On the freeway, dick in her mouth, foot on the clutch Rule bitch, not givin' a fuck [Hook] [Ja Rule] C'mon, we get high C'mon, we get ride C'mon, we get live Live yo' life [Verse 3: Ja Rule] Love you so sexy, I just want you next to me Your whole vibe, like you high on Extasy 'Caue ain't nuthin' but an 'E' thang baby I know that pussy wet like crazy I wanna feel your passion, come when you ask me Laugh when you cry, cry when you laughin' But ain't nothin' happenin' The bitch got a little too high Picked up my ride and started crackin' The radio blastin' +Between Me And You+ But you ain't on the low with that freak shit you do I thought you knew (What I do) Know I know (What you do) 'Cause it's been a good night, your head ain't right Like Teddy P, let's +Turn Off The Light+' And grind it out, takin' no times out 'Til the sun come out Bitch, when you find out [Hook 2x] [Ja Rule] C'mon, we get high C'mon, we get ride C'mon, we get live C'mon, it's my time [Ja Rule talking until end]

Blase Blah (Off Tha Head)

Kwest Tha Madd Lad "This Is My First Album"
Intro: A yo It's Kwest again. Speakin' to all the niggas out there who got girls. On hte real you gotta stop hittin' 'em and neglecting them cause...yo no joke I'll fuck 'em word check it. Verse 1: Now this my sound fowl messed up wrong or shady But if you and your girl ain't right I'll fuck your lady You better get her in check cause it only takes one wrong move to get me wreck Case and point, the other day I go to my mans crib Caucasions out there, of course where us black folk live This girl came to the door, now baby bad to the bone Say he went to the store he wasn't home He left her all alone She says I could come in and wait, yeah I'm with that We chit chat, drivin' eachother like, huh, I'd love to hit that Baby pops a video into the machine, a triple X cherry fill the screen You know what that mean, POW Been at it for an hour or more, I hear the door Oh shit, what the fuck you doin' with my girl on the floor? Man if you don't know then I ain't tellin' you shit. She started it I hope you ain't mad kid. Hook: Don't take this personal I'm tappin' your miss. Like this like that, like that like this Yo, while you running to the store I'm running up in the girl Givin' her thrills makin' her toes curl Yeah, don't take it personal kid, I'm tapping your miss Like this like that, like that like this While you hangin' with your boys, I'm hangin' out with your girl Takin' honey to a whole different world Verse 2: Kwest talking:Next story, this kid around my way had a cutie, but he use to swing on her and hit her and tap that jaw. And I started tappin' that ass. Peep it. Some niggas got dimes but don't know how to treat them Knock around treat her face like a bag in the gym A kid I know was like that, he hit his girl with the quickness She had thickness, so I use slick with the stickness After one fight they had I took her to my house Let her put her head on my shoulders and cry them eyes out Said Believe it or not I understand. You should cut that bastard off cause he ain't a real man. Why you have to go there, show my sensitive side And like KRS I'm in there He put her through hell, I took her straight to heaven Had her open so long, she thought she was in 7-11 See the way we hit was a whole different thing When he touches her it stings, but my touch makes her coochie sing The more he kept flexin' and neglectin' The more I stepped in his section and gave her protection with the erection And when money rolled up like You violated kid. I told him You didn't do it right so I did. Now he's facin' the floor talkin' bout Kwest you fowl Hold up just hear me out now pal Hook While you're crusin' in your ride I be riding you dip You should hear the noises coming from her lips While you puffin' on a blunt your stunt, is puffin' on mine Then I flip her and tap that ass from behind Verse 3: Kwest talking:Next case and point, this kid I knew. He was mad pussy, pure T bitch. But he came around the way with a girl that was kinda flavor, and you know what I had to do. Now money grip peep it you think you so fly But on the real I'd like to deck you in the motherfuckin' eye You think that you so flavor, but if I roll on you kid, huh Nothing can save you, cause you know I never did like you Everytime you came around I didn't wanted to fight you Talkin' bout you get pussy, huh, that's dead The last time you were in some as the doctor screamed I see the head! You too busy planning scams with your piece To realize the wife you have is mad sweet, freaky, tight and naaaasty So now I guess you gots to know, this here bone is sticking your hoe On the down low, I did it kind of to get you back To prove that no one can master the honey snatcher, punany catcher And that shit is good like a motherfucker Now who's the sucker, ran your girl, go get another Bet she made you choose a bag evertime you did her Guess what? I raw dog the first time I did her While you on the block slangin' rocks, bustin' shots with your glock Your wifey is playin' with my cock So I suggest you go get another bitch, cause this one is made to switch Cause like the Pepsi challenge she chose me And last night, guess what? Your girl rode me UP and down, down and down, south and north, north and south I even got to put this dick in her mouth So if you wanna try to play me Come on kid don't even try to be a baby Hook: While you're laying down tracks I'm laying down with your shortie Then get up and drink your fourty Kwest talking: Alright fuck it, you got the picture, we gettin' ready to do it like this, check it Now while you on lock down, your girl is taking my cock down While you working at Micky D's your girl is working on deeeez Like this and that and this and a -Snoop While you're riding your bike, your girl is checking my mic While you dancing at the jam, I'm cracking open that clam While you buying a gat, I'm seeing her putty cat And since you're gone on the phone, cause she gettin' my bone While you're wheeling and dealing, your girl is kneeling and feeling Outro: This is Kwest and I'm out this piece It's like THAT! Bomb, there it is

Dilemma (Remix)

NELLY
That's it This is the remix (cn)… And I love you And I need you Nelly I love you I do need you Oh to All my mothafuckin getting money ho's Buster celling clothes and all my devil Bitches in the project Coming through like bulldozers No we ain't sober, bomb bitches know better than start shit (start shit) Nigga's love a hard bitch, one that get up in a nigga's ass quicker than a in ‘em up Make a cat bleed and sprinkle with the vinegar Kidnap the sinneda Make him call his wife and say; never coming home Kim got him in a zone Beating their dicks Even got some of these straight chicks rubbin their tits (hahaha) What? I'm lovin this shit Queen bitch Nigga don't you know, thugin like this Imagine if I was a dude hitting the cats from the back With no strings attached Yeah nigga, picture that I'll treat y'all nigga's like y'all treat us No doubt Ey yo yo yo come here and stop this bussin -Ey yo, come here bitch -Nigga fuck you -No fuck you bitch -Who you talkin to? -Why you acting like a bitch? -Cos y'all nigga's ain't shit And if I was a dude I'd tell y'all -Ey yo stop it my bitch -Nigga fuck you -No fuck you bitch -Who you talkin to? -Why you acting like a bitch? -Cos y'all nigga's ain't shit And I love you And I need you Nelly I love you I do, need you No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I ‘m with my boo Boy you know I'm crazy over you No matter what I do, All I think about is you Even when I'm with my boo You know I'm crazy over you Nelly: Uh-uh-uh-uh I met this chick and she just moved right up the block from me And she got the hots for me, the finest thing my hood dun see But oh, no, no, she got a man and a son oh-oh, but that's okay ‘Cus I wait for my cue and just listen, play my position Like a shortstop, pick up e'rything mami hittin' And in no time I better make this friend mine and that's for sure ‘Cos I-I never been the type to break up a happy home But uh there's something ‘bout baby girl, I just can't leave her 'lone So tell me, ma, what's it gonna be She said, “You don't know what you mean to me,' No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Beau Boy, you know I'm crazy over you No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Beau You know I'm crazy over you Uh-uh-uh-uh I see a lot in your look and I never say a word I know how niggas start actin' trippin' , and hate up all the girls And there's no way Nelly go for it Ain't fightin ova no dame, as you could see But I like your steeze, your style, your whole demeanor The way you come through and holler, and swoop me in his two-seater Now that's gangsta and I got special ways to thank ya, don't you forget it But uh it ain't that easy for you to back up and leave him But uh you and me we got ties for different reasons I respect that and right before I turned to leave She said, “You don't know what you mean to me,' come on No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Boo Nelly, you know I'm crazy over you No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Boo You know I'm crazy over you Sing it for me K And I love you (word) And I need You Nelly I love you I do, and it's more than you … Lil' Kim; What I wanna do is get my pussy sucked nigga Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck While I get you fucked up of the t-o-n-y The e-x The prontron The list goes on and on Like Erykah Badu Once he drink the remmy down Oooohw I got this nigga now He asked me did I love him I said, what can ya mind Like nigga's be doing “Hey baby I love you long time' I ain't tryin suck ya I might not even fuck ya Just lay me on this bed And give me some head Got the camcord laying in the draw where you can't see Can't wait to show my girls He suck the piss out my pussy Now doing this for years No need to practice, take lessons from the queen And you know how to mack this Nigga's know he gave me all his cake I pilled the bendeys of and trew the singles back in his face And I …. -Yeah bitch -Nigga fuck you -No fuck you bitch -Who you talkin to? -Why you acting like a bitch? -Cos y'all nigga's ain't shit And if I was a dude I'd tell y'all -Just stop it my bitch -Nigga fuck you -No fuck you bitch -Who you talkin to? -Why you acting like a bitch? -Cos y'all nigga's ain't shit And if I was a dude I'd tell y'all to… -Suck my dick …'ll never know Boy, it's fo sho You can always count on my love For ever more East coast, I know you're shakin' right Down south, I know you're bouncin' right West coast, I know you're walkin' right (You don't know what you mean to me) Midwest, I see you swingin' right East coast, you're still shakin' right Down south, I see you're bouncin' right West coast, I know you're walkin' right (You don't know what you mean to me) Midwest, you're still swingin' right No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Beau Boy, you know I'm crazy over you No matter what I do All I think about is you Even when I'm with my Boo You know I'm crazy over you

Murder Go Round

Icp
What can i say, man, i hit him with the brick Killed the little prick, him and his chick Tried to be slick but you aint slinky brinky, you're dinky, you suck my twinkie I dont give a fuck if you call me a clown Break it down, it's murder go round What'cha dishing out, i bet'cha it comes back to ya If your trying to creep, i'd hate to say i never knew ya Once upon a time in the ghetto zone A ten-foot lead pipe slapped on my dome I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my head Excuse me, mother fucker, was it something i said Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays Swung on his pipe once again for the road Hold up, dawg , UH this shit gets old Now i walk the streets with a shattered skull I'm gonna swing my axe to his jaw Where the mother fucker at? Where the mother fucker stay? How you gonna fuck with the juggla Jay-ay-ay There he sits so i knock on the door Pops opened up......pops hit the floor Then i chop chop pops twice in his nugget Well, he did'nt do shit, fuck it It's the murder go round Well, its me and my mellow mellow roll on Military Gangbangers gangbangers, big bang fairy, kinda scary Tags up all on the bricks Latin count, x-men, CFP and all that shit We love gangbangers and we hope thay love us back We just some clowns and it's been like that I don't understand why some people in town We witness your water still southwest down But this mother fucker gonna try and clown me But im the juggalugalocaroni, G Took a shot and he missed, 2 dope in the dust What i aint got shot, bitch? , so now you must Take your ticket for the murder go round Can't nobody kill a click-clack clown Seen him and his boys smoking a blunt in a bucket Pulled out the dagger creeped up and i stuck it Into his head, into his boy's head Into his boy's head, his boy's head, his boy's head Five dead fucks in the trunk on deliver Push that old piece of shit in the river The cat and my boys saw five go down Can ya get a free ride? (no, not again) On the murder go round (nooo!!!) Murder go round, murder go round How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown? Now im in a street gang, fifty-five strong Everybody singing that southwest song What can go wrong, i mean i'm fuckin' in the haugh? Popping that shit, i'm fixin ta bust you in the mouth Nobody fucks with a jokero juggalo I dont give a fuck ya know, bitches i'm a fuck you though But you know the shit had to hit the fan Some gangbanger shot me, man Twice in the forehead, twice in the back Twice in the eye and i'm feeling kinda whack Stumbling alongit's becoming entwined Who's the next in line? For the murder go round Murder go round, murder go round How you gonna fuck with a wicked clown?

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