RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP! If you're cracking up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why don't you pack it up! WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP! And
Low Folk. S.O.D Till Da Day I Go, Reppin, 6-6-Duece-G-D-74. And U Already Know Ima Boss Fa Da Show. I Was Born, Back In 19-Nine Oh. 24/7 It's Ya Boy
my face so please don`t speak You wanna know what we do when the club get packed Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat up on my back [Chorus 1] [
like I stand back. Ain't shit goody bitch nigga stand back. I ain't from St. Louis, but you can get ram shacked. Look into my eyes ho, look into my eyes
gave me a star if you don't beleive me; hollywood boulevard you can go there if you ever need the D.I double D.Y, B.A.D B.O.Y good in any hood, no vest
I'd feel the same way too (Ain't gon' let you leave) Baby girl I promise (Ain't gon' let you leave) That it ain't what it look like (Ain't gon' let you
roster Starting lineup, Iron Lung, the funk docta Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck
, like me and my family Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent Bustas on the corner of the block gettin' bent Me and my folks we on one, on one We don't
U I gotta have a girl like U I gotta have a chick like U I gotta have a girl like U I don't know if U been told But U look like U should be gold You
bet my life won't one say no Ain't nothing like a Too $hort fan I ain't tripping, you can play it again Don't fight the feeling, life is me I rock shows
player of players, just call me Pop My name is Too $hort, no I don't stop I just don't stop mackin', don't stop cappin' Don't stop rappin' now you see
When I looked in the rearview we see blue, K what we gon' do? Put that thing to the blow, yo We gotta go, we gotta go, and don't stop for one red light
can?t rap at all We havin' jobs and swingin' on platinum balls So don?t get flat on your walls An get snatched up in a u-haul 'Cuz you?se a bitch nigga
Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O, there's only one Mobb, man Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck And get yo' ass booted off I can't stand
have to shit in the middle of the floor Prison ain't a place that we need to go So till they free Pimp C I'ma leave up to U G O K K K to keep it street
to shit in the middle of the floor Prison ain't a place that we need to go So 'til they free Pimp C I'ma leave up to U, G, O K K K To keep it street This
the Horny Horns why don't you blow for me Tales of the F U N K Y Tales of the funky Tales of the F U N K Y Tales of the funky Tales of the F U N K
ain't 'cuz I cant afford to go back down that road I'd rather stay on my J O and stack a bankroll But I ain't 'cuz I can't afford to go back down that