Too short:
I love things about you (its alright) you got it going on
Im not in love and this is not a love song, but youve been down for so long
You should never be wrong, I know its all my fault
My mind been gone, Im always on the chase
Lipstick on my face, when I get home
You gotta get on my case, cause Ive been fuckin up
Coming home smelling like her, I cant fuck it up
Call your mama tell her how it hurts, tell her
Im a dog, but dont say thats all
I came in first place at the players ball, and now I got my skrill on
My new grill on, put you through some shit girl
But I know youre real strong, you say I never find a real one like you
But I never take the time to feel like you, I put the game down
The way its suppose to be, dont be a punk ass bitch, just get open with me
Too short talking:
Cause Im a real player. a-yo pimp c I dont think they feel us.
Pimp c:
Theres a very thin line between love and hate
And theres a very thin line between a fuck and a date
Girl you know when I was hollering at you
I want to hit, I aint got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my grip
Im screaming "steady pimp" you steady trying a change me
Running that game your mama taught you, bitch that shit dont faze me
Say bitch Im pimp c, I shall be seen again
But all that shit your cousin toldyou has gone in the wind
Just cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
Like Im a trick Im a let you have half of everything I spend
You talking week rent, Im trying to whip a benz
Flipping the club with pimps like too short, baby lady friends
Talking bout your sister saw me with a brand new bitch at the club
Coming at me wiht high school shit, bitch you must be in love
Space age, new faze, I done payed the price
Hoping you aint bout to rip my stable, she said Im shift
But bitch thats alright
Pimp c talking:
You can keep your funky ass pussy, you know what Im saying? straight up.
Whats up short?
Too short:
Shit go back to pimpology man. these hoe know its alright though and if
They dont bun will let them know.
Bun b:
Baby youre hangin on a rope, its getting crucial like dope
I cant cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
Cause youve obviously flipped your lid, but whats done is did
Im putting youup for sale for the highest bid
Or an ass from kid shit, you got me twist-ed
Little bun wont be another statist-ic, this love affair went ballist-ic
Puttin them messy ass hoes up in my mix like bisquick
And thinkin you gonna leave big bun juiced like mystic
Nigga believe me shits thick, loves lost
Nothings gained but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you cant tame, a wild animal
Feeding lettece to a cannibal, make a grown man wear goranibals
And I cant handle, bullshit thats unnessessary
You cant handle being with a g, I guess its scary
Its the very thing that put us together seperated us
Player hated us, and things will never be the way it was
I hate to say it cause, but find another shoulder to cry on
Stop gettin your lie on, baby its alright
Too short talking:
I wanna dedicate this song to my bitch, quit tripping and bring your ass
Home, baby I love you, al long as you got my money
Pimp c talking:
You know what Im saying? its 199 reits, know what Im sayin, straight up
Pimpin, you know what Im talking about, Im trying to see some papers,
Some dead ones.
Bun b talking:
Some real shit going on, you know what Im saying? this is big bun and im
Out with my nigga short and my nigga pimp c. you know how players is with
Bitches on your dick.
Pimp c talking:
Pimping aint dead, they just scared you know what Im talking about?
Whats up short?
Too short:
Aint no love bitch (ha ha ha ha) beeotch. tell them motherfuckers at jive
To quit trippin.
