| Song | U Stank |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Chase the Cat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clinton, Coleman, Shaw ... | |
| Luscious bitch, she is true | |
| But it's not nice to fool | |
| Mother Nature | |
| The proud mother of | |
| God, like all hoes | |
| Is, is jealous of her own shadow | |
| Who is this young big tawny bitch | |
| Who wish to be queen for a day? | |
| Who would sacrifice the great grandsons | |
| An' daughters of her jealous mother? | |
| By suckin' their brain until their ability | |
| To think was amputated | |
| By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat | |
| Horny an' strung out | |
| An' her right to be kept queen of the universe | |
| Who is this bitch? | |
| You get somethin' for nothin' when you got to get the gas | |
| Spit the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave | |
| It's mind manipulation in every situation | |
| There's a pimp an' a ho | |
| Somebody roll this | |
| Dayton downhill | |
| Takin' the easy way | |
| While the other brother say it should be this way | |
| Which one are you? ' | |
| Cause I was ' | |
| Born to Mack' | |
| Since the day of my birth, | |
| I was sworn to that | |
| It's the P | |
| I M P that's in me | |
| You envy, how instantly | |
| I make ten | |
| G'sAn' never lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a | |
| Player to the show an' get your clown, | |
| Jerry Springer | |
| Blame the consumers, how | |
| I look at life | |
| It's just another day in a hooker's life | |
| With no tricks, there's no pimpin' | |
| It's like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KaichDown with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KWhy not? | |
| Let's funk until they smell it(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) | |
| Let's funk until they smell it | |
| I came through, the party was packed | |
| I saw three top notches, the rest was rats | |
| I could smell it, when | |
| I first touched down | |
| I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck right now | |
| Quit actin' scared 'cause | |
| I just might get her | |
| Spend the night wit her, won't spend my life wit her | |
| My specialty is runnin' game | |
| But this ain't hide an' go get it, | |
| I ain't playin' | |
| I'm on a constant pursuit of panties | |
| She said she had a man, | |
| I said, “Bitch, can he | |
| Stick dick to ya, give ya long slow strokes | |
| Or beat your pussy up 'til it smokes?” | |
| Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do | |
| Fake-ass nigga, she can't stand you | |
| I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you | |
| I know bitches, | |
| I know just what to do | |
| I like fat girls, | |
| I had plenty | |
| Black an' white, tall or skinny | |
| If you asked me, | |
| I won't change my mind | |
| I can't marry you, | |
| I told you that the last time | |
| Let's funk 'em, let's funk 'em' | |
| Til they smell it | |
| Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it | |
| Bitch, let's funk 'em 'til they smell it(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) | |
| Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Miss me with that shit(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) | |
| Miss me with that shit, bitch | |
| Now, it happened | |
| A case of the miss me with that shits | |
| Miss me with that shit, somethin' stink | |
| Well, I might be young but | |
| I bathe in | |
| CristalBitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol | |
| Cuff your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape | |
| With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a taste | |
| Fuck the rest of these niggaz an' bitches | |
| That's like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga | |
| I'ma pawn that nigga, | |
| I'm beyond that nigga | |
| If you ain't packin' a pistol then run, my nigga' | |
| Cause we been to known to rip shit up | |
| So keep yo' chains up' | |
| Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up | |
| Shut the fuck up 'fore | |
| I bust two at your truck | |
| Draped in all black, two in the | |
| Coupe, you better duck | |
| Who's that lookin' through my window? | |
| Blaow, nobody now | |
| You motherfuckers better lay it down | |
| B A B Y, capital | |
| D CVirtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3- | |
| DMiss me with that shit | |
| Yeah, that ain't no jive | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) | |
| Why not? Beotch | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K, u stank | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K(U stank) | |
| Why not?P | |
| Funk, F U | |
| N(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| U(U stank, bitch) | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| I smell ya, u stank | |
| Oh, it's so funky 'cause u stank, beotch | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Now you got me talkin' niggarish | |
| So just color me like a nigga | |
| Peanut bitin' on my tongue | |
| While I'm spillin' nigga gibberish | |
| Nigga got a habit of babblin' broken | |
| EnglishSo make an | |
| American African nigga won't be distinguished | |
| Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common nigga? | |
| Fuck an AK 47, a millimeter | |
| Don't need a fresh hooker on my jock shootin' drag | |
| Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some cash | |
| You went to school to still run in the street | |
| Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don't play | |
| I'ma blue | |
| B L A C K black-ass nigga | |
| Suck my dick an' make it bigger | |
| As I walk into the party, | |
| I grab my goatin' ass | |
| You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe, hug him | |
| Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me sick | |
| Actin' like you got class, this here | |
| Sheba Makeba | |
| I said naw, disagree | |
| She was a beat the bitch, bitch, | |
| I bet I'll beat yo' ass | |
| In a minute, | |
| I'm a cuss | |
| I'm a nigga, | |
| I don't give a motherfuck | |
| Jam is biggerer, thickerer | |
| You a nigga but | |
| I am nigga-er | |
| This is to be, spit it, baby | |
| Hey, did you get that shit on tape? | |
| Oh, my God, that nigga is cold, dawg | |
| You see my pockets stay full, yours stay empty | |
| You say I look | |
| Kunta Kinte | |
| Blue black ain't shit jack, | |
| I'm blacker than that | |
| Jet black, yeah, | |
| I do smoke crack | |
| You an' your bitch will get checked | |
| I have no respect for a skeezer | |
| I'll slap her in her muh'fuckin' face | |
| An' it won't disgrace this nigga | |
| Oh, yes, oh, my | |
| GodNigga, you got some shit done |
| zuo ci : Clinton, Coleman, Shaw ... | |
| Luscious bitch, she is true | |
| But it' s not nice to fool | |
| Mother Nature | |
| The proud mother of | |
| God, like all hoes | |
| Is, is jealous of her own shadow | |
| Who is this young big tawny bitch | |
| Who wish to be queen for a day? | |
| Who would sacrifice the great grandsons | |
| An' daughters of her jealous mother? | |
| By suckin' their brain until their ability | |
| To think was amputated | |
| By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat | |
| Horny an' strung out | |
| An' her right to be kept queen of the universe | |
| Who is this bitch? | |
| You get somethin' for nothin' when you got to get the gas | |
| Spit the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave | |
| It' s mind manipulation in every situation | |
| There' s a pimp an' a ho | |
| Somebody roll this | |
| Dayton downhill | |
| Takin' the easy way | |
| While the other brother say it should be this way | |
| Which one are you? ' | |
| Cause I was ' | |
| Born to Mack' | |
| Since the day of my birth, | |
| I was sworn to that | |
| It' s the P | |
| I M P that' s in me | |
| You envy, how instantly | |
| I make ten | |
| G' sAn' never lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a | |
| Player to the show an' get your clown, | |
| Jerry Springer | |
| Blame the consumers, how | |
| I look at life | |
| It' s just another day in a hooker' s life | |
| With no tricks, there' s no pimpin' | |
| It' s like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KaichDown with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KWhy not? | |
| Let' s funk until they smell it Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Let' s funk until they smell it | |
| I came through, the party was packed | |
| I saw three top notches, the rest was rats | |
| I could smell it, when | |
| I first touched down | |
| I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck right now | |
| Quit actin' scared ' cause | |
| I just might get her | |
| Spend the night wit her, won' t spend my life wit her | |
| My specialty is runnin' game | |
| But this ain' t hide an' go get it, | |
| I ain' t playin' | |
| I' m on a constant pursuit of panties | |
| She said she had a man, | |
| I said, " Bitch, can he | |
| Stick dick to ya, give ya long slow strokes | |
| Or beat your pussy up ' til it smokes?" | |
| Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do | |
| Fakeass nigga, she can' t stand you | |
| I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you | |
| I know bitches, | |
| I know just what to do | |
| I like fat girls, | |
| I had plenty | |
| Black an' white, tall or skinny | |
| If you asked me, | |
| I won' t change my mind | |
| I can' t marry you, | |
| I told you that the last time | |
| Let' s funk ' em, let' s funk ' em' | |
| Til they smell it | |
| Let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it | |
| Bitch, let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Miss me with that shit Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Miss me with that shit, bitch | |
| Now, it happened | |
| A case of the miss me with that shits | |
| Miss me with that shit, somethin' stink | |
| Well, I might be young but | |
| I bathe in | |
| CristalBitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol | |
| Cuff your bitch now ' fore we put her on tape | |
| With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a taste | |
| Fuck the rest of these niggaz an' bitches | |
| That' s like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga | |
| I' ma pawn that nigga, | |
| I' m beyond that nigga | |
| If you ain' t packin' a pistol then run, my nigga' | |
| Cause we been to known to rip shit up | |
| So keep yo' chains up' | |
| Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up | |
| Shut the fuck up ' fore | |
| I bust two at your truck | |
| Draped in all black, two in the | |
| Coupe, you better duck | |
| Who' s that lookin' through my window? | |
| Blaow, nobody now | |
| You motherfuckers better lay it down | |
| B A B Y, capital | |
| D CVirtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3 | |
| DMiss me with that shit | |
| Yeah, that ain' t no jive | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Why not? Beotch | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K, u stank | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K U stank | |
| Why not? P | |
| Funk, F U | |
| N Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| U U stank, bitch | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| I smell ya, u stank | |
| Oh, it' s so funky ' cause u stank, beotch | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Now you got me talkin' niggarish | |
| So just color me like a nigga | |
| Peanut bitin' on my tongue | |
| While I' m spillin' nigga gibberish | |
| Nigga got a habit of babblin' broken | |
| EnglishSo make an | |
| American African nigga won' t be distinguished | |
| Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common nigga? | |
| Fuck an AK 47, a millimeter | |
| Don' t need a fresh hooker on my jock shootin' drag | |
| Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some cash | |
| You went to school to still run in the street | |
| Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don' t play | |
| I' ma blue | |
| B L A C K blackass nigga | |
| Suck my dick an' make it bigger | |
| As I walk into the party, | |
| I grab my goatin' ass | |
| You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe, hug him | |
| Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me sick | |
| Actin' like you got class, this here | |
| Sheba Makeba | |
| I said naw, disagree | |
| She was a beat the bitch, bitch, | |
| I bet I' ll beat yo' ass | |
| In a minute, | |
| I' m a cuss | |
| I' m a nigga, | |
| I don' t give a motherfuck | |
| Jam is biggerer, thickerer | |
| You a nigga but | |
| I am niggaer | |
| This is to be, spit it, baby | |
| Hey, did you get that shit on tape? | |
| Oh, my God, that nigga is cold, dawg | |
| You see my pockets stay full, yours stay empty | |
| You say I look | |
| Kunta Kinte | |
| Blue black ain' t shit jack, | |
| I' m blacker than that | |
| Jet black, yeah, | |
| I do smoke crack | |
| You an' your bitch will get checked | |
| I have no respect for a skeezer | |
| I' ll slap her in her muh' fuckin' face | |
| An' it won' t disgrace this nigga | |
| Oh, yes, oh, my | |
| GodNigga, you got some shit done |
| zuò cí : Clinton, Coleman, Shaw ... | |
| Luscious bitch, she is true | |
| But it' s not nice to fool | |
| Mother Nature | |
| The proud mother of | |
| God, like all hoes | |
| Is, is jealous of her own shadow | |
| Who is this young big tawny bitch | |
| Who wish to be queen for a day? | |
| Who would sacrifice the great grandsons | |
| An' daughters of her jealous mother? | |
| By suckin' their brain until their ability | |
| To think was amputated | |
| By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat | |
| Horny an' strung out | |
| An' her right to be kept queen of the universe | |
| Who is this bitch? | |
| You get somethin' for nothin' when you got to get the gas | |
| Spit the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave | |
| It' s mind manipulation in every situation | |
| There' s a pimp an' a ho | |
| Somebody roll this | |
| Dayton downhill | |
| Takin' the easy way | |
| While the other brother say it should be this way | |
| Which one are you? ' | |
| Cause I was ' | |
| Born to Mack' | |
| Since the day of my birth, | |
| I was sworn to that | |
| It' s the P | |
| I M P that' s in me | |
| You envy, how instantly | |
| I make ten | |
| G' sAn' never lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a | |
| Player to the show an' get your clown, | |
| Jerry Springer | |
| Blame the consumers, how | |
| I look at life | |
| It' s just another day in a hooker' s life | |
| With no tricks, there' s no pimpin' | |
| It' s like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KaichDown with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N KWhy not? | |
| Let' s funk until they smell it Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Let' s funk until they smell it | |
| I came through, the party was packed | |
| I saw three top notches, the rest was rats | |
| I could smell it, when | |
| I first touched down | |
| I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck right now | |
| Quit actin' scared ' cause | |
| I just might get her | |
| Spend the night wit her, won' t spend my life wit her | |
| My specialty is runnin' game | |
| But this ain' t hide an' go get it, | |
| I ain' t playin' | |
| I' m on a constant pursuit of panties | |
| She said she had a man, | |
| I said, " Bitch, can he | |
| Stick dick to ya, give ya long slow strokes | |
| Or beat your pussy up ' til it smokes?" | |
| Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do | |
| Fakeass nigga, she can' t stand you | |
| I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you | |
| I know bitches, | |
| I know just what to do | |
| I like fat girls, | |
| I had plenty | |
| Black an' white, tall or skinny | |
| If you asked me, | |
| I won' t change my mind | |
| I can' t marry you, | |
| I told you that the last time | |
| Let' s funk ' em, let' s funk ' em' | |
| Til they smell it | |
| Let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it | |
| Bitch, let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Let' s funk ' em ' til they smell it | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Miss me with that shit Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Miss me with that shit, bitch | |
| Now, it happened | |
| A case of the miss me with that shits | |
| Miss me with that shit, somethin' stink | |
| Well, I might be young but | |
| I bathe in | |
| CristalBitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol | |
| Cuff your bitch now ' fore we put her on tape | |
| With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a taste | |
| Fuck the rest of these niggaz an' bitches | |
| That' s like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga | |
| I' ma pawn that nigga, | |
| I' m beyond that nigga | |
| If you ain' t packin' a pistol then run, my nigga' | |
| Cause we been to known to rip shit up | |
| So keep yo' chains up' | |
| Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up | |
| Shut the fuck up ' fore | |
| I bust two at your truck | |
| Draped in all black, two in the | |
| Coupe, you better duck | |
| Who' s that lookin' through my window? | |
| Blaow, nobody now | |
| You motherfuckers better lay it down | |
| B A B Y, capital | |
| D CVirtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3 | |
| DMiss me with that shit | |
| Yeah, that ain' t no jive | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Why not? Beotch | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K, u stank | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| UDown with the | |
| P Funk, F | |
| U N K U stank | |
| Why not? P | |
| Funk, F U | |
| N Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Down with the | |
| P Funk, P | |
| U U stank, bitch | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| I smell ya, u stank | |
| Oh, it' s so funky ' cause u stank, beotch | |
| Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank | |
| Now you got me talkin' niggarish | |
| So just color me like a nigga | |
| Peanut bitin' on my tongue | |
| While I' m spillin' nigga gibberish | |
| Nigga got a habit of babblin' broken | |
| EnglishSo make an | |
| American African nigga won' t be distinguished | |
| Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common nigga? | |
| Fuck an AK 47, a millimeter | |
| Don' t need a fresh hooker on my jock shootin' drag | |
| Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some cash | |
| You went to school to still run in the street | |
| Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don' t play | |
| I' ma blue | |
| B L A C K blackass nigga | |
| Suck my dick an' make it bigger | |
| As I walk into the party, | |
| I grab my goatin' ass | |
| You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe, hug him | |
| Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me sick | |
| Actin' like you got class, this here | |
| Sheba Makeba | |
| I said naw, disagree | |
| She was a beat the bitch, bitch, | |
| I bet I' ll beat yo' ass | |
| In a minute, | |
| I' m a cuss | |
| I' m a nigga, | |
| I don' t give a motherfuck | |
| Jam is biggerer, thickerer | |
| You a nigga but | |
| I am niggaer | |
| This is to be, spit it, baby | |
| Hey, did you get that shit on tape? | |
| Oh, my God, that nigga is cold, dawg | |
| You see my pockets stay full, yours stay empty | |
| You say I look | |
| Kunta Kinte | |
| Blue black ain' t shit jack, | |
| I' m blacker than that | |
| Jet black, yeah, | |
| I do smoke crack | |
| You an' your bitch will get checked | |
| I have no respect for a skeezer | |
| I' ll slap her in her muh' fuckin' face | |
| An' it won' t disgrace this nigga | |
| Oh, yes, oh, my | |
| GodNigga, you got some shit done |