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Too Short Lyrics Hey

Too Short Hey Lyrics

(Ft. Silk-E)

[Intro:]
He, he he hey
He, he he hey
He, he he hey
He, he he hey

[Verse 1: Too Short]
If you ain’t busy later on, I’mma play a new song
You could sing along, and if you say it’s too long
I’mma put the tip in, it won’t go too deep
I’m sure it’s everything you always hoped it would be
Last year, the time wasn’t right for us
But now, I can’t fight the lust
I wanna be all alone with you
So we can do everything the song says to

[Verse 2: Silk-E]
Walk up and kiss my shoulder
Whisper something sweet in my ear
Tell me, boy, that I need to know
Promise I never bore ya
Got that special place for ya
Can you be the reason I grow

[Hook: Silk-E]
Got a stress-free zone when you wanna come see me
Got a honeycomb hideout, wanna come meet me?
Cause I feel you tingling in my bones
Cause I love when your number go across my phone

[Verse 3: Too Short]
Take a little sip, have a little smoke
Listen to the music and take it real slow
Ain’t no rush, we waited this long
For the moment, the right day to get it on
I see it in your eyes, you’re surprised
Never would have thought I would be this size
I’m in between your thighs, now you realize
This is what we doing for the rest of our lives

[Verse 4: Silk-E]
Me and my dude used to fight about it
All night I knew something wasn’t right about it
That’s why you can’t settle in with anybody
So now I’m cool
Didn’t call, trying to keep a low on the drama
Unfinished business, so I know I’m glad I found ya
Plus I’m a big girl and I wanna show what I can do

[Hook]
Got a stress-free zone when you wanna come see me
Got a honeycomb hideout, wanna come meet me?
Cause I feel you tingling in my bones
Cause I love when your number go across my phone

[Verse 5: Too Short]
What’s up, baby? I wanna fuck with you
I wanna hold you close and touch you too
Back then, we ain’t have much to do
But things change, and now we stuck like glue
Used to love him, now you don’t trust that dude
You with me every day, so it must be true
It’s the game, can’t be real without it
If you choose it, tell me how you feel about it

[Outro: Silk-E]
I want you in my zone now, baby come see me
On my way to the hideout
Won’t you please hold me close
Take everything but my business just to fuck with you

Too Short Hey Lyrics

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Too Short Lyrics Shut Up Nancy

Too Short Too Short Shut Up Nancy Lyrics

(Ft. Kokane)

[Verse 1]
Shut up b!tch, you talk too much
Always complaining about the same old stuff
Getting on my nerves, you’re so irritating
Using too many words and my ears can’t take it
And your voice is kinda loud too
What else can that mouth do
You like cum? Tell her what it tastes like
You keep some on your tongue make you stay quiet
What? Better not hate me
Cause you still gotta ? still gotta penny
What’s my fee? I charge what you earn, you’re so lucky
You get the cargo the sperm,
Now it’s all in your sperm, got you acting crazy like you smoking sherm
But all I smoke is the kush,
You need to shut your mouth b!tch, hush!

[Hook : Kokane]
She talk to f-cking much, she just don’t wanna shut up Nancy
You need to shut your mouth, cause you talk too f-cking much, (Nancy)
You f-cking all that stuff, b!tch don’t pick it up (Nancy)
I just can’t be with you
Cause you run your mouth too much, can you feel me?

[Verse 2]
You know me, I’m always clowning,
But now Nancy, that b!tch is always frowning
And now, she don’t even like to smile
She just makes me face and talks too loud
Shut up Nancy, you getting on my nerves
Too many adjectives and not enough verbs
Every time you speak, all you do is babble
We ain’t at the house playing scrabble, b!tch
F-ck you, and f-ck your opinion
Cause I just f-ck this big butt Dominican
And hit that shit from a lot of angles
She ain’t speak English, just body language
So we ain’t have to say nothing
Just stay up all night f-cking
Nancy, you can never ever feel like us
You need to shut your mouth b!tch, hush!

[Hook]
She talk to f-cking much, she just don’t wanna shut up, (Nancy)
You need to shut your mouth, cause you talk too f-cking much, (Nancy)
You f-cking all that stuff, b!tch don’t pick it up (Nancy)
I just can’t be with you
Cause you run your mouth too much, can you feel me?

[Verse 3]
Shut up Nancy, you’re such a disgrace
Talk shit to me, you get f-cked in the face
I don’t care b!tch, tell them that
My name is Too $hort, who the f-ck you yelling at?
F-ck with me, you being the silence of the lambs
Your boyfriend left, you can’t find another man
You’re too upset to play with yourself
So you never have sex, remember how it felt?
When you used to get kissed on those lips
But now all you do is talk shit
You need to wipe your mouth with some toilet paper
Turn up the lights and drink ??
Cause you already know what’s up
I’m trying to get you drunk and when you’re throwing up
Just spit out all them words and flush
Shut your mouth b!tch, hush!

Can you feel me?

[Hook]
She talk to f-cking much, she just don’t wanna shut up, (Nancy)
You need to shut your mouth, cause you talk too f-cking much, (Nancy)
You f-cking all that stuff, b!tch don’t pick it up (Nancy)
I just can’t be with you
Cause you run your mouth too much

Too Short Shut Up Nancy Lyrics

Too Short Lyrics The Ghetto

Too Short The Ghetto Lyrics

[Intro]
Talking ’bout the ghetto, funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive

[Chorus:]
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)

[Verse 1]
Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it’s the same
And it’s the same every night
I wouldn’t shoot you bro but I’d shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how I’ll die
Only thing I know is how to survive
There’s only one rule in the real world
And that’s to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don’t pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I’m giving it back to the…

[Chorus:]
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)

[Verse 2]
So just peep the game and don’t call it crap
Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain’t nothing changed
600 million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Don’t look at me and don’t ask me why
Mama’s next door getting high
Even though she’s got five mouths to feed
She’s rather spend her money on a H-I-T
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I’d better help myself
Housing Authority and the O.P.D
All these guns just to handle me in the…

[Chorus:]
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)

[Verse 3]
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like TOO $HORT
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that’s all they know
Didn’t teach him in school now he’s slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you’ll be throwing up
Like me, but you don’t see
Ten years from now, where will you be?

[Chorus:]
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)

[Verse 4]
So much game in a Too $hort rap
Blacks can’t be white and whites can’t be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
We’re all the same color underneath
Short Dog’s in the house you’d better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when you’re ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don’t listen it’s not my fault
I’ll be getting paid while you’ll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out

[Chorus:]
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto, the ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)

Too Short The Ghetto Lyrics