without a doubt I'm comin' back and if you don't know
call me S. I. R. T. double O
I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the time
I make my own damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say these lines
So go on and on, I'm sir Too Short
just what you've been lookin' for
Like PCP or pure cocaine
DJ universe got you SPRUNG IN THE GAME
You make money, hear my rap from coast to coast
From host to host, I hear the toast:
"Too Short, love the way you that hit
here's to you, keep rhymin' and boy don't quit"
I say This is how it goes when I say my rap
Most times when I rhyme wouldn't be like that
'cause the way I write rhymes you will comprehend
I'll keep rappin' to the very end
And if you call me fake I'll say so what?
I got you standin' and noddin' like you just shot up
so boy straightin' up I'm still rappin'
comin' at you fresh. Do you know what happened?
I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with your mind
I didn't want your girl 'cause she really ain't fine
I took her to a motel could've been a hotel
It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, your sister told you
Now the whole damn town calls me playboy too
I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they don't stop
I'm lookin' at an empty page about to fill it up
I write only the truth, speak only to you
So if I tell you to say somethin' then you know what to do
I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they never stop
I live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All you wanna be moth
