Blues stay away from me Blues why don't you let me be I don't know why you keep a-hauntin' me True love was never meant for me True love was never meant
(Ain't no bitches like the ones I got) All top notches gotta stay on top Party all night and we make a lot I gotta keep a fat knot it don't stop, bitch
't stay away, I can't stay away I can't stay away, I can't stay away I just can't stay away, I can't stay away I just can't stay away, I can't stay away
We talk shit 'cause we are the shit Never looked back since we started it When y'all want heat, we provide it, ride it 'Til the wheels fall of, shaking
How does it feel when ya livin' like that And ya pockets are fat? 'Cuz you're a playa and you're pimpin' hoes So tell me how does it feel when ya money
Don't stop, don't stop that rap Too Short, and I don't stop rappin' Just don't stop Too Short, I don't stop rappin' Don't stop that rap Well I'm Sir
[Quint Black] Sixteen hoes, sixteen cars Sixteen stars, rappin over sixteen bars You ain't never seen big rocks before Sabotage the show make 'em change
Ah, yeah Scarface, Short Dog Yeah, ah, longevity Uh, fake niggas And you can tell 'em I said it I said muthafuckas is takin' the credit Been in the game
Chucks to gators, great to greater Quit the bullshit to make the paper Who said a gangster can't be a banker Ya gotta make ya money in large amounts Shut
Short, Short, what's up man? This Captain man check this out I know you and B-Legit finna get in here And get down on this song right? But y'all can't
', "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
You know it ain't over, I said it back in '82 I'll be a player for life, I'll never say I do I done tramped bitches that most niggas would marry I like
again Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches The invasion, beyotch, is on That's that old school, '83 Still pimpin', baby Short dog You know I can't stay away
Yo, Short man I was with this chick the other night She was like hey Diddy, umm, Diddy Why you so motherfuckin' fly? I had to tell her bitch, I'm just
[Badwayz] Yeah, don't trust her Don't trust yo' nigga Yeah, uhh Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch? Now do you love your nigga or
fad, you really can't understand rap How these young playas come up and live fat Big houses, cars, watch the homies bubble Do a lot of good but can't stay
