文本歌词

Top Down - Too $hort
How freaky can you get to a long fat d**k
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short the triple X
Run up in the p**sy rub the nipple next
B**ch which is worse
My bark or my bite
You heard about me
And now I'm f**king you from dark to the light
You must of thought I got nicer
Talking about Heiser
I'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
Caught up in the game got ya thinking while your doing this
You never did this sucking on a big d**k
What b**ch You better check the size and recognize
When I'm between your thighs
Sh*t I get hard from the sound of a kidrum
Riding down the strip with your diamonds and
Shiny bald head catching sun rays
Smashing down the strip going backwards down runways
Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto
Sounding like I'm riding out a concert at a rap show
Hit a back street and put the top up
Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
I'm so roll with my electric top
Hit a button ain't gotta get out f**k with nuthin
Let the top just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down
We call 'em rags you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
We call 'em rags you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
Nine albums out ain't changed my talk
A thousands hoes walked on I'm still a dogg
Ain't changed nuthing but the hoe that I'm f**king
Still riding through the hood all the homies say 'Was '
Give me my props cause i always rock
And I still gets cock when the fine hoes jock
Still smoking Indo getting burned out
Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
A show
A hoe smashed back to the O
Put them b**ches on my beeper then pull some mo'
Cause I bump more hoes than acme
I guess you b**ch can't learn that you just can't mack me
I'm off of Gin and Juice
Don't even introduce
If you ain't f**king back up cause I'm free to choose
I want some p**sy that could make write a freaky tale
Drawls back bootie cracks b**ch in a hotel
Just to say you got some Too Short d**k
You wanna show some evidence don't swallow don't spit
Cause I bust more nuts than a squirel
And my d**k been in pussies all around the world
If you had a picture of it and you asked the b**ch
What's this
I bet you say 'Too Short d**k'
I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
I say 'B**CH' slam the beat
Smash off with my top down
We call 'em rags you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
We call 'em rags you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
We rode the AC transit bus
Selling joints for a dollar smoking angel dust
On the way to a house party
A maybe delux
Slanging Too Short tapes
Making some bucks
Looking out the window at the Mustang and Falcon crew
Asking myself 'how can you '
Roll like the Giants down the foothill strip
With beats thumping top down bumping a b**ch
Sh*t I had to have drop
Didn't care if I had a Volkswagon
Pick up the beat had a hoes flaging
Siding with the top down lit like a lamp
Blowing out the amp trying to bump a tramp
Most niggers couldn't afford to have a drop top
So they got they sh*t cut at the chop shop
Couldn't tell niggers nuthin way back then
A lot of niggers died or they went to the pen
Couldn't even see the homie Short Bubble
Bank get fat and my whole account double
When I walk in a club b**ches say Oo God
Is that you Todd
Me and my homies just who-ride
And take advantage of a life we never had
F**k eating cheese sandwiches broke living bad
I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down
Ride with my beats slamming top down