1.Partytime
2.Mack Attack
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, i don't play that jack
I'm from the dangerous crew, and i tell you it's true
Everything they say about playboy too
I'm $hort dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
＞from the eastside baby, oakland town
Can't understand why i'm so down？
I'm not a whitewall, i'm a vogue
Like a zenith wire wheel i roll
Got a fresh new beat, made to get freak
It was everything you wanted cause i can't be weak
Yeah baby that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my dj fresh on wax
Put it on the turntable, i got taps
It started burning up, wires smoking
Had to be the sound coming straight from oakland
$hort dog, it's a mack attack
My name is too $hort baby, i don't play that jack
One young tender lost all hope
Slapped her in the face with my dunkey rope
Another young sucker tried to front my staff
Saw it on his face when they broke him in half
It was the dangerous crew, and i tell you it's true
Everything they say about playboy too
When i say my rhymes, i'm never fake
When you start my beat, that's when i break
On you, and it don't stop, and it don't stop, and it won't stop
Cause i'm too $hort baby on the microphone and i'm macking
I'm not a wannabe pimp, i never simp
Since i started walking i had this limp
It was a cool type walk, just like me
The too s-h-o-r-t
I might be young, but i spit this game
I start it with p, and it ends the same
If your brain is lame, remember the name
When it's too $hort baby, ain't nothing plain
Dangerous music on the microphone
Makes you wanna break your hip bone
Might break your leg, or maybe your back
Grooving to hard to my mack attack
It's really not easy, you know it's hard
Sort of just like my gangster car
You know what i mean, vern？ it's like funny
I mack legit and make all the money
See my capital t on my diamond ring
We hook up the beat and love to swing
So while you're out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out 'sir too $hort' (sir too $hort!)
Don't stop that rap (don't stop that rap!)
And it's just like that
Get buy girls, while i rap
I make big money, that ain't no crap
When i grab that mic, and spit my rhymes
I gotta have an 8 or 909 beat
So i can rock you all night long, she's
On my tip, she love my song, he
Tried to do it but did it wrong, freaks
Want to get my all alone, but i'm macking
I finally got a chance to grab my pen
And make another rhyme so i can make more ends
It's a rush production, not the beat
I rushed it out the studio and hit the street
Now i'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before i point right at her say 'ho!'
I'm riding drop-top caddy, i don't dip fake
I step on the gas then i hit the break
Do it again as i catch the beat
You're feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by john the pope
The m, a, c and k, from oakland, california
I'm too $hort baby, no i don't play, i'm macking
Freak nasty, i like your dance
You know it looks good in those pants
So damn good, i had to glance
Now i'm macking
See this gold？ i bought it all
Now every night you young freaks call
You see my car？ it's my best friend
So it you touch, you'll meet your end
Time will tell, just keep it cool
Don't play that game, don't be no fool
I'll burn rubber all down your block
You know what i want so keep the door unlocked
I'm coming in baby, don't waste no time
It's a mack attack, and now you're mine
Dangerous music is what it seems
The reason this floor just met those jeans
I was running the game all in your ear
You're talking bout love to a stone cold player
Girl look good and wanna have that sex
Took another look and wanted to break that neck
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, i don't play that jack
I'm from the dangerous crew, and i know it's true
The only thing you'll say about playboy too
Is i'm macking
3.Playboy $hort Ii
4.You Know What I Mean
5.Freaky Tales
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that i tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was joan
She loved the way i rocked the microphone
When i met joan, i took her home
She was just like a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When i met ann, i soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak i met was red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in the sheets and we broke my bed
There's another girl, her name is mary
Talked about sex and the girl acted scary
I heard she was freakin' for my homeboy jerry
Took her to the house and i popped that cherry
Young and tender, sweet denise
Get her in the bed and the girl's a beast
I tell you, homeboy, if you get a piece
She only talks about signin' a lease
I met this tender, her name was lori
And a x-rated movie wouldn't tell her story
She had a twinsister, her name was lisa
And just like lori, she's a real dick pleaser
My girlfriend's name was michelle, i freaked her well
Her pussy got hotter than flames in hell
I geed this girl, her name was tammy
I didn't wanna do it cause the bitch was flammy
She had a best friend, her name was jane
I pulled to the side and i spitted that game
I met a lot of freaks in my lifespine
Freaked one night with a girl named pam
The very next day i saw her with her man
One week passed and i was in her again
I had an old tender, her name was janie
She was thirty-two and i was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when i saw her in jeans
I wanna big freak, fat and slobby
I kick on back and i watch her mouth
Two tons of fun, big mama jama
A country-girl from alabama
I met this girl, her name was betty
Her pussy got wet and it smelled like death
I was tired as hell, i was drippin' sweat
But i was all up in her tryin' to hold my breath
Bake and shake us, i met this freak in vegas
She said her name was donna
She was a pitty little freak from china
I said i don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so much money that i don't need a hoe
You can break yourself but you can't break me
You never met a player like $hort, baby
I knew a dick sucker named betty-jo
Took her to my home and we did it on the floor
The girl got freaky and i tell you more：
She was down on her knees beggin' to blow
She's like another freak named ren'
You get her alone and she'll make your day
Like burger king, she knows the play
But a freak like ren', you can have it your way...
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
These are the tales that i tell so well...
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was linell
I took her to my house, i could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than central safe
Let me tell you this since we talkin' young
I met another girl, said her name was yvonne
Always talkin' about havin' fun
Once again in the bed i got it goin' on
I'm sir too $hort, couldn't be no punk
I try to get funky like female funk
So when you see me comin' or see me goin'
I keep my money, let the hoes keep throwin'
I once met a tender, she did it for free
On the foothill bust number forty-three
All the way on the back she was workin' me
Had my big beatbox and i was jammin' the beat
I met this freak named aunt winell
Macked on the baby like an ice-cold vet
Everythin' she had is what i get
Cause i'm too $hort, baby, i don't play that shit
I met another freak, her name was rita
Baby thought that $hort just might eat her
I told her like this, she can suck my peter
Or even go home cause i knew i didn't need her
Scratched her name off my telephone book
Never again i took a second look
Cause the next young freak, her name was sharon
She kept lookin', well, i kept stairin'
Her booty was stuffed in the jeans she was wearin'
She never left, she cutted out
I know you all know what i'm talkin' about
There's a freak named shane, such a sinner
She smokes that pipe and she's gettin' thinner
Shane is cool but her mind is gone
One fat rock and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like this tender named belinda
Homeboys call her belinda the blender
She gave head like she made it up
She was twenty years old with a big round butt
Had a girl slick like olive oil
Her father was rich and the girl was spoiled
When she got mad he blood would boil
But i rapped her off like i'm lookin' a toy...
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that i tell so well...
Shockedy life, friday night, it's goin' on too $hort
Three weeks ago i met this freak
She followed me around like mary's sheep
I hitted around the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and i asked her name
She said it was nina and her man's in santa rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, i geed her
Set her on the way the very next way
Playboy $hort was ready to play
I bumped to this girl, her name was roseanne
We hitted the motel and got it goin' on
Holiday inn to the break of dawn
When i took baby home, i freaked her mom
I knew this tender named shanie
I took her to the house and let her freak on me
Baby was a fan, she loved my beat
But i wouldn't raise my leg to let her kiss my feet
I met this freak named yolanda
Rolled baby doll like a brand new honda
I was on top and she was up under
The bed hitted the wall and it sounded like thunder
I once had a datewith girl named kitty
She was so fine with big fat tiddies
All night long she was actin' shitty
So i macked on baby like i was frank nitti
There's another girl, her name is rose
I use to roll baby like brand new volvos
I never saw rose wearin' clothes
She's a pimp house pet, ready to pose
I was ridin' down the street when i met janet
Her booty was bigger than the whole damn planet
Ass everywhere, i just can't stand it
Tried to poem it but i could not manage
I had this freak, her name was bunny
Said i was the only man who ever called her honey
Everythin' i did to her was funny
I macked on bunny and i took her money
Eight tonight a date with shirlie
She was really short and her hair was curly
If you saw baby you liked this girlie
She was so fine i went to get her early
Shirlie was freakin' like a girl named rachel
Her bite was vicious and it sure was fatal
She liked to kiss all on my neval
Those are her lips on top of my label
I knew another freak, her name was candy
Real big lips and they came in handy
I smooth got worked and it was so dandy
I hooked the brood up with my homeboy randy
He did me a favor in return
Gave me a lizard, said her name was laverne
Baby got tossed and i got it on
I grabbed the mic and started to sing my song
My young homeboy heard me rap
And said he had way more freaks than that
So i told him like this： they might be freakin'
But, boy, you never had that t-p-treatment...
6.Dope Fiend Beat
Bitch, funky fresh from oakland, california...
Dangerous music and it don't stop to the beat, baby...
Bitches on my mind
I can't hold back, now's the time
All you loud-mouth bitches talk too much
And you dick teasin' bitches never fuck
I seen long-hair bitches, workin in stitches
Her hair ain't really but two inches
All you bald-head hoes in the oakland world
Runnin' around town with jheri curls
Nappy head niggas like myself
Get a bald-head and say： 'go to hell!'
But you's a snake, you's the one
You bald-head bitch, you need a perm
So much game when the homies tough
I make a bitch go who never sucks
It really ain't life but i just met her
Now i'm sayin'： 'bitch, suck better!'
Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just what you know
I came to the party and turned it up
You say： 'ouh, he's got a dirty mouth!'
But, bitch, i kept talkin' shit
Mothafuck you, damn shit-head bitch
I wanna blowjob and i'm not kiddin'
Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin'
I'm that nigga you'll answer to
If i say： 'bitch, jump!', that's what you do
I'm a fast talkin' conman blowin' your mind
Breakin' you and your cousin at the same time
With a dirty rap comin' out my mouth
And you know damn well what i'm talkin' about
I'm the too $hort, baby, way too cold
So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe
The dope fiend beat...
For all you junkies to just ride...
H-e-a-d, i need a doctor just for me
To suck my dick like a vet
To give me head until i sweat
She gotta suck dick
So i can tell all my homies just what she did
She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch to the beat
I'm too $hort, i said my name is too $hort and it don't stop
I love you bitches for the blowjobs
I just laugh over and over
When the bitch drinks sperm like it's soda
I straight start aimin', would i miss？
Get back bitch, i wouldn't never kiss
I say she looks so good and she's so big
But, man oh man, that bitch can wimp
If i wanna i could rock her
But i can't fuck no-head doctor
Bitches don't know that's too $hort's tip
You might get geed if you don't suck dick
But i'm so fresh, i'm so down
I tell you bitches the other way around
If you do me first then i do you
So the game jumps up when the bitch is true
Soon as i come all in her mouth
I smooth get dressed and roll out
I'm too $hort, baby, fresh fresh again
One mc, one bitch broken
I tell you, baby, playin' just like that
I'm the best of the players to the ice cold vet
And, bitch, you just a bitch
You work fastfood and you think you rich
You see, my game don't stop when it's on the one
I love to see you when you work that thang
Gettin' real busy at the back of the car
Rollin' down the skyline boulevard
I say： 'bitch, what are you smokin'？'
A big fat dick in the big east oakland
I see my homie, he needs to quit
She was walkin' down the street
With a big fat bitch, maybe i'm wrong
He might get every two weeks that welfare check
Oakland, california, is the city of snakes
Pimps, pussies, players and fakes
The big oaktown, the city of liars
Fresh storewires and voltaires
A strip, bitches, nasty freaks
My raps, homeboy, with tremendous beats...
She's a bitch to the dope fiend beat...
All you junkies just ride...
Bitches on my mind
I can't hold back, now it's the time
To bust a left nut, right nut, in her jaw
Opened eyes and guess what i saw
Bitches on my mind
Grabbed the microphone and then i started to rhyme
What would life be if it wasn't too $hort
It be nothin' but rappers from old new york
But that's not likely and there's no doubt
Bitches like me cause i'm turnin' it out
I'm here, there, everywhere
Sportin' fat gold rope, i'm a mothafuckin' player
Recognize game when it's on your face
As you dip to the beat and you feel the bass
Crook it up loud, would be doin' fine
Pose like a pimp and check my rhyme
Some young tender dosen't like this beat
But a bitch ain't nothin' but a word to me
I can check her, wreck her, or just get paid
Cut to the house and freak my maid
You see, she dosen't speak english but we don't talk
I call her lucy and she's juicy, makes your eye balls walk
We never hesitate to make good love
She clean up my house and then clean me up
So check it out, you bitches
I tell you a story of rags to riches
So check it out, freak nasty
I know you're fine but you look like lassie
Bitch, not a long ago i used to hang at the mall
Top floor, baby, all the freaks i called
And if they didn't wanna come that ain't shit
I just drop a few lines and then call her bitch...
Bitch!
7.Little Girls
Little girls of the world, you're all so sprung
15, 16 and all so young
I thought about you just last night
Grabbed my pen then i started to write
A rap that'll cap like a true blue rap
Not a washed-up almost mc sap
Little girls so fresh and i know you are
Wanna take a little ride in my new car
I see you more than baby, it's more like hell
You screw a little girl and end up in jail
Even though she seems she's 19
You're looking at her body an it's breaking the jeans
Well you know she's not, so don't play dumb
Little girls walking round trying to give me some
But i tell 'em like this, i'm the player $hort
Playing freaks like you is just a sport
I'm coming way too real and i can never be funny
Niggas like me just want your money
Give it up, cause i'm no lost cause
Little girl recognize too $hort's the boss
When they turn 16, we all find out
What little girls like that are all about
So you girls out there, that fit my rhyme
You'd better think twice before you jump on mine
Little girl's so thick, you might think she's grown
But if you knew when she was born, you might leave her alone
She's trouble homeboy, with a big fat 't'
Little girls like that make old men pee
Then a brother like me might break my neck
Looking back saying 'ooooh!' bout to get in a wreck
Cause she's always flirting, might give me a look
Like i put her in the oven and she started to cook
But when i put her on the spot, she could not hang
With my so rough, so tough playboy game
I only said two words, something like 'get busy'
Her head started hurting and she got real dizzy
Growing up to fast, all you little girls
Letting brothers like me cold crush your world
Should've listen to your momma when she told you so
But you wnet and got g'd now you want some more
They ain't paying me money, talking bout love
And the other girl's who i'm thinking of
Can you understand, i'm just a man
I want to come in this world and cold take the man
So just step on back, while i walk on by
I might look you down, and i might say 'hi'
And if you come up choosing, i just might laugh
Say 'little girl check me out in about two and a half...years'
I took a little girl to a drive in show
Jumped in the back and heard 'no no no'
She was only 16 but the girl was ripe
36-24 and a 35
I was wasting time spitting lines
Thinking bout going home cold getting mine
Baby said 'stop it' i said 'drop it'
I tried everything but i could not cop it
I was going to a store about a month ago
Met another girl that just loved my show
We talked for a while and it was all about
Having big fun later on at her house
She said her pops was gone but her mother was there
And everything was cool cause she don't care
So i gave her a ride, kissed her goodbye
I said i'd be back and we all know why
Went to find my thrill up on that hill
I was coming right back with the power drill
I had fun for a while but it wasn't enough
When it all got good, her pops showed up
He must have walked in the room and said 'young punk'
Cause when he walked in the room, he smelled the funk
Then he tried to mash, but i don't play
Cause i was out of that window and on my way
Little girl
Every night you call and say 'come by'
You tell me things changed and i know you lie
I came by last week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out talking all that stuff
Next night we made a date for 9 o'clock
And i always wondered why you walked the block
I saw you waiting on the corner when i made the turn
I didn't really think about it cause i wasn't concerned
I said, 'you look so good, but you always do'
I was rushing to the house for the old 1 2's
But the ones ain't cool, and the twos don't work
Every time i tried, you kept saying it hurts
And then it all came out under all your tears
It seems you only been alive for 15 years
You could have fooled me baby with your lying scheme
Said you worked in the mall and just turned 18
When it came down to it, i couldn't go through it
It's all so sad cause you wanted to do it
Little girl, you want to have some fun
You'd better wait a few years cause you're much too young
Stop playing games, you might find a guy
Who will like you for yourself, not for all your lies
So i put it like this, and i don't play
If i see your young ass, i'm not going your way
You little girl
8.The Universal Mix
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