Playboy Short Lyrics
| Song | Playboy Short |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Don't Stop Rappin' |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Too Short | |
| Aight, bitch, funky motherfucking fresh | |
| Some of that '93 old school shit, hoe | |
| Well, I'm | |
| Too $hort baby, hear what | |
| I sayI never do work but | |
| I always play' | |
| Cause the game is life and | |
| I play the game | |
| So you never talk down on a player's name | |
| When I grab my mic, | |
| I'm the one man crew | |
| Talking 'bout me, wouldn't think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too $hort came to town | |
| You never would've thought | |
| I'd be looking down | |
| On who, on you, 'cause | |
| I'm so big | |
| Me and my money is all | |
| I digI'm from the | |
| Dangerous | |
| Crew, we ain't no punk | |
| We take 24 tracks, drop the funk on your ass | |
| Beating like a dope fiend | |
| Back seat riding in a | |
| LimosineTelling that freak all about me | |
| The creater of greater, sucker | |
| MC'sChilling out in the | |
| Oaktown singing a rap | |
| No MC could rock like that | |
| Now I say it like bitches say | |
| No MC could rock my way | |
| When I rap it's always great | |
| Wouldn't care if it was live or on a tape | |
| It's me, $hort, the one and only | |
| Spitting that rap to all my homies | |
| You know about you, you know | |
| I'm a star | |
| When I rap too good | |
| I might take it too far | |
| Had the whole damn crowd going wild' | |
| Cause I don't stop rapping, that's my style | |
| Too $hort baby from | |
| East Oakland | |
| I got more hoes than | |
| I can count on my hand | |
| You got women, well, | |
| I got more | |
| You don't know, shit, | |
| I'm Playboy $hort | |
| They call me, "Playboy $hort" known everywhere | |
| Had a life long dream to be a player | |
| Way too cold at a younger age | |
| It was everyday, just make that page | |
| Still playing the same, still young at the game | |
| Never talk down on a player's name' | |
| Cause I'm big time, paid all my dues | |
| I'm rich and famous and way too cool | |
| People can't fuck with the way | |
| I'm rhyming | |
| They say it's too slow but it bought these diamonds | |
| Too $hort baby is the name | |
| I useA '93 | |
| Lexus is what | |
| I cruiseClean from the start, | |
| I thought | |
| I was itI was | |
| Cadillac Slick in the dust | |
| I kickBut the | |
| Caddy got parked 'cause | |
| I'm riding new | |
| Eastside bitch, so | |
| I'm siding, fool | |
| Money everywhere, all over the floor | |
| At the bank | |
| I'm known as, "Mr. $hort" | |
| At the house | |
| I be chilling, getting some head | |
| Writing raps all day, even in bed | |
| And them groupie-ass bitches love this shit | |
| The funk rap master, made to fit | |
| Just her, | |
| I'm all in them guts | |
| Homeboy can't fuck so | |
| I hooked it up | |
| But young women like you with your big round butts | |
| Blind girls driving down the street called, "Love" | |
| Chasing that man, who really can't stand | |
| Seeing your face so now you ran | |
| And you don't realize what you'll soon see | |
| The way making love is supposed to be | |
| With a player known as | |
| Playboy Too | |
| Rock a mic and a freak and you'll both be through | |
| Players play women who like to get played | |
| Bitched like you just trying to get laid | |
| But I like money and | |
| I get paid | |
| I do my duty and say, "Good day" | |
| I didn't want to make love, | |
| I'm not that fast | |
| What the hell, she's a freak, she even asked | |
| So let's go to my room after the show | |
| Treat me like a pimp and pay me hoe | |
| You can suck my dick and | |
| I might sing | |
| Just love | |
| Too $hort, | |
| I'm everything | |
| So cool, my name is | |
| TooCall it how you want but | |
| I won't call you | |
| Ring my phone and you might see | |
| Ringing my phone just won't get me' | |
| Cause I'm hard to find but | |
| I get mine | |
| And if I was looking for you, | |
| I wouldn't be in line | |
| I'd be right on time in the right place | |
| Too $hort baby all in your face | |
| Talking bout mine and what | |
| I wantFucking | |
| MC's with the dangerous funk | |
| I'm on my way to the top | |
| So much rapping | |
| I'll never stop | |
| And all that fame, you might claim | |
| Couldn't stand up by my rap name | |
| You might be good, | |
| I don't care | |
| I've been rapping like this 13 long years | |
| I got more respect then you'll ever get' | |
| Cause I don't stop rapping and you know that shit | |
| Sucker MC's with your record deal | |
| Most tapes out now couldn't be real' | |
| Cause your tracks ain't shit, dreaming 'bout hits | |
| But you'll find out | |
| Too $hort don't quit | |
| When I grab my mic | |
| I'm the one man crew | |
| Talking' bout me, wouldn't think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too $hort came to town | |
| You never would've thought | |
| I'd be |
| zuo ci : Too Short | |
| Aight, bitch, funky motherfucking fresh | |
| Some of that ' 93 old school shit, hoe | |
| Well, I' m | |
| Too hort baby, hear what | |
| I sayI never do work but | |
| I always play' | |
| Cause the game is life and | |
| I play the game | |
| So you never talk down on a player' s name | |
| When I grab my mic, | |
| I' m the one man crew | |
| Talking ' bout me, wouldn' t think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too hort came to town | |
| You never would' ve thought | |
| I' d be looking down | |
| On who, on you, ' cause | |
| I' m so big | |
| Me and my money is all | |
| I digI' m from the | |
| Dangerous | |
| Crew, we ain' t no punk | |
| We take 24 tracks, drop the funk on your ass | |
| Beating like a dope fiend | |
| Back seat riding in a | |
| LimosineTelling that freak all about me | |
| The creater of greater, sucker | |
| MC' sChilling out in the | |
| Oaktown singing a rap | |
| No MC could rock like that | |
| Now I say it like bitches say | |
| No MC could rock my way | |
| When I rap it' s always great | |
| Wouldn' t care if it was live or on a tape | |
| It' s me, hort, the one and only | |
| Spitting that rap to all my homies | |
| You know about you, you know | |
| I' m a star | |
| When I rap too good | |
| I might take it too far | |
| Had the whole damn crowd going wild' | |
| Cause I don' t stop rapping, that' s my style | |
| Too hort baby from | |
| East Oakland | |
| I got more hoes than | |
| I can count on my hand | |
| You got women, well, | |
| I got more | |
| You don' t know, shit, | |
| I' m Playboy hort | |
| They call me, " Playboy hort" known everywhere | |
| Had a life long dream to be a player | |
| Way too cold at a younger age | |
| It was everyday, just make that page | |
| Still playing the same, still young at the game | |
| Never talk down on a player' s name' | |
| Cause I' m big time, paid all my dues | |
| I' m rich and famous and way too cool | |
| People can' t fuck with the way | |
| I' m rhyming | |
| They say it' s too slow but it bought these diamonds | |
| Too hort baby is the name | |
| I useA ' 93 | |
| Lexus is what | |
| I cruiseClean from the start, | |
| I thought | |
| I was itI was | |
| Cadillac Slick in the dust | |
| I kickBut the | |
| Caddy got parked ' cause | |
| I' m riding new | |
| Eastside bitch, so | |
| I' m siding, fool | |
| Money everywhere, all over the floor | |
| At the bank | |
| I' m known as, " Mr. hort" | |
| At the house | |
| I be chilling, getting some head | |
| Writing raps all day, even in bed | |
| And them groupieass bitches love this shit | |
| The funk rap master, made to fit | |
| Just her, | |
| I' m all in them guts | |
| Homeboy can' t fuck so | |
| I hooked it up | |
| But young women like you with your big round butts | |
| Blind girls driving down the street called, " Love" | |
| Chasing that man, who really can' t stand | |
| Seeing your face so now you ran | |
| And you don' t realize what you' ll soon see | |
| The way making love is supposed to be | |
| With a player known as | |
| Playboy Too | |
| Rock a mic and a freak and you' ll both be through | |
| Players play women who like to get played | |
| Bitched like you just trying to get laid | |
| But I like money and | |
| I get paid | |
| I do my duty and say, " Good day" | |
| I didn' t want to make love, | |
| I' m not that fast | |
| What the hell, she' s a freak, she even asked | |
| So let' s go to my room after the show | |
| Treat me like a pimp and pay me hoe | |
| You can suck my dick and | |
| I might sing | |
| Just love | |
| Too hort, | |
| I' m everything | |
| So cool, my name is | |
| TooCall it how you want but | |
| I won' t call you | |
| Ring my phone and you might see | |
| Ringing my phone just won' t get me' | |
| Cause I' m hard to find but | |
| I get mine | |
| And if I was looking for you, | |
| I wouldn' t be in line | |
| I' d be right on time in the right place | |
| Too hort baby all in your face | |
| Talking bout mine and what | |
| I wantFucking | |
| MC' s with the dangerous funk | |
| I' m on my way to the top | |
| So much rapping | |
| I' ll never stop | |
| And all that fame, you might claim | |
| Couldn' t stand up by my rap name | |
| You might be good, | |
| I don' t care | |
| I' ve been rapping like this 13 long years | |
| I got more respect then you' ll ever get' | |
| Cause I don' t stop rapping and you know that shit | |
| Sucker MC' s with your record deal | |
| Most tapes out now couldn' t be real' | |
| Cause your tracks ain' t shit, dreaming ' bout hits | |
| But you' ll find out | |
| Too hort don' t quit | |
| When I grab my mic | |
| I' m the one man crew | |
| Talking' bout me, wouldn' t think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too hort came to town | |
| You never would' ve thought | |
| I' d be |
| zuò cí : Too Short | |
| Aight, bitch, funky motherfucking fresh | |
| Some of that ' 93 old school shit, hoe | |
| Well, I' m | |
| Too hort baby, hear what | |
| I sayI never do work but | |
| I always play' | |
| Cause the game is life and | |
| I play the game | |
| So you never talk down on a player' s name | |
| When I grab my mic, | |
| I' m the one man crew | |
| Talking ' bout me, wouldn' t think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too hort came to town | |
| You never would' ve thought | |
| I' d be looking down | |
| On who, on you, ' cause | |
| I' m so big | |
| Me and my money is all | |
| I digI' m from the | |
| Dangerous | |
| Crew, we ain' t no punk | |
| We take 24 tracks, drop the funk on your ass | |
| Beating like a dope fiend | |
| Back seat riding in a | |
| LimosineTelling that freak all about me | |
| The creater of greater, sucker | |
| MC' sChilling out in the | |
| Oaktown singing a rap | |
| No MC could rock like that | |
| Now I say it like bitches say | |
| No MC could rock my way | |
| When I rap it' s always great | |
| Wouldn' t care if it was live or on a tape | |
| It' s me, hort, the one and only | |
| Spitting that rap to all my homies | |
| You know about you, you know | |
| I' m a star | |
| When I rap too good | |
| I might take it too far | |
| Had the whole damn crowd going wild' | |
| Cause I don' t stop rapping, that' s my style | |
| Too hort baby from | |
| East Oakland | |
| I got more hoes than | |
| I can count on my hand | |
| You got women, well, | |
| I got more | |
| You don' t know, shit, | |
| I' m Playboy hort | |
| They call me, " Playboy hort" known everywhere | |
| Had a life long dream to be a player | |
| Way too cold at a younger age | |
| It was everyday, just make that page | |
| Still playing the same, still young at the game | |
| Never talk down on a player' s name' | |
| Cause I' m big time, paid all my dues | |
| I' m rich and famous and way too cool | |
| People can' t fuck with the way | |
| I' m rhyming | |
| They say it' s too slow but it bought these diamonds | |
| Too hort baby is the name | |
| I useA ' 93 | |
| Lexus is what | |
| I cruiseClean from the start, | |
| I thought | |
| I was itI was | |
| Cadillac Slick in the dust | |
| I kickBut the | |
| Caddy got parked ' cause | |
| I' m riding new | |
| Eastside bitch, so | |
| I' m siding, fool | |
| Money everywhere, all over the floor | |
| At the bank | |
| I' m known as, " Mr. hort" | |
| At the house | |
| I be chilling, getting some head | |
| Writing raps all day, even in bed | |
| And them groupieass bitches love this shit | |
| The funk rap master, made to fit | |
| Just her, | |
| I' m all in them guts | |
| Homeboy can' t fuck so | |
| I hooked it up | |
| But young women like you with your big round butts | |
| Blind girls driving down the street called, " Love" | |
| Chasing that man, who really can' t stand | |
| Seeing your face so now you ran | |
| And you don' t realize what you' ll soon see | |
| The way making love is supposed to be | |
| With a player known as | |
| Playboy Too | |
| Rock a mic and a freak and you' ll both be through | |
| Players play women who like to get played | |
| Bitched like you just trying to get laid | |
| But I like money and | |
| I get paid | |
| I do my duty and say, " Good day" | |
| I didn' t want to make love, | |
| I' m not that fast | |
| What the hell, she' s a freak, she even asked | |
| So let' s go to my room after the show | |
| Treat me like a pimp and pay me hoe | |
| You can suck my dick and | |
| I might sing | |
| Just love | |
| Too hort, | |
| I' m everything | |
| So cool, my name is | |
| TooCall it how you want but | |
| I won' t call you | |
| Ring my phone and you might see | |
| Ringing my phone just won' t get me' | |
| Cause I' m hard to find but | |
| I get mine | |
| And if I was looking for you, | |
| I wouldn' t be in line | |
| I' d be right on time in the right place | |
| Too hort baby all in your face | |
| Talking bout mine and what | |
| I wantFucking | |
| MC' s with the dangerous funk | |
| I' m on my way to the top | |
| So much rapping | |
| I' ll never stop | |
| And all that fame, you might claim | |
| Couldn' t stand up by my rap name | |
| You might be good, | |
| I don' t care | |
| I' ve been rapping like this 13 long years | |
| I got more respect then you' ll ever get' | |
| Cause I don' t stop rapping and you know that shit | |
| Sucker MC' s with your record deal | |
| Most tapes out now couldn' t be real' | |
| Cause your tracks ain' t shit, dreaming ' bout hits | |
| But you' ll find out | |
| Too hort don' t quit | |
| When I grab my mic | |
| I' m the one man crew | |
| Talking' bout me, wouldn' t think about you | |
| When you heard | |
| Too hort came to town | |
| You never would' ve thought | |
| I' d be |
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