Nobody Does It Better — текст песни (Too Short)





Funky fresh on the microphone



Too $hort

Too $hort



[ verse 1 ]

See, Im fresh like always, Im comin at you

And you know I wont stop till Im through

So get on it. now is the time

Too $hort, baby,s gonna spit that rhyme

At you, cause Im jammin, so check me

I play the music, even made the beat

Cause Im the most rappin, most rhymin

Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin

On you, boy, Im poppin the most

I come from oakland, dont play me close

Cause Im a player, love to play this game

I get funky out here, pumpin the name

Too $hort, the one and only, I just rock it

Fat bankrolls in my pocket

Call me the dirty rapper, Ill say, "sure"

But Im a young black entrepreneur

Im an mc, right? I own a company too

Programmed the drums and made the groove

So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man

I hope its not hard for you to understand

Im the businessman, its not the same

Im treated like a dope dealer runnin the game

And you wonder why I cant get no peace

Im makin more than the chief of police

Im



Too $hort



[ verse 2 ]

Now that Ive established one fact

I came here to rap

You got a choice to make about me

Can I get busy, are my raps too weak?

Boy, youre too grown, dont say Im borin

Just because you know I come from californ-

Ia where many rappers get no respect

Im at home in a tape deck

I get played and played until its all played out

Sucker mcs come to my house

They want a contract, get signed up

But like toys they need a good wind-up

Then the other suckers, sayin no names

Rap on the mic and use new york slang

Even though we dont talk like that out here

The point Im tryina make comes out so clear

You want paper or plastic, visa or cash?

You wanna burn rubber, gonna step on the gas

Now nip, dip, roll the strip

Gonna take your mind on a serious tip

Like always I made the beat funky

I keep your head bouncin like a dopefiend junkie

I got to say it before I break

I never rap fake

Cause im



Too $hort



[ verse 3 ]

See, Im fresh like always, no sweat

Its time to jump back in the mix and get

On it, now is the time

Too $hort, baby,s gonna spit that rhyme

I sell records everyday

And still I get no radio play

I got homies, they love my beat

So you hear me all over the streets

A tape rhymes with bass, I make it deep

The kinda tape youll always keep

So if you lose it, youre not my mamas son

It aint free, go and buy another one

Like a costume party on halloween

Mcs pop up on the scene

So you made a record, I saw your poster

Im still harder than you, boy, look closer

Wont say whos best, I just tell you the truth

Youre not makin money, so it couldnt be you

So if that leaves me, too $hort, baby

I keep it in tune like do-re-mi

With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple

Take that, its a too $hort rap

Its on you, boy, Im poppin the most

I come from oakland, dont play me close

Cause im



Too $hort



[ verse 4 ]

Nobody does it better

Tell you, nobody does it better than too $hort

I take a limousine to the airport

Fly first class, never ever last

Cause a brother like me, I pay cash

Twinkle, twinkle, star in the night

Dont look now, but Im shinin bright

I know you wanna hear my triple x

Foul language, girls and sex

Well, Im gonna tell you bout livin the life

Stayin in school and not smokin the pipe

Its hard to be a rich man, dont you know?

When you drop out of school and start smokin dope

It goes d-u-m-b

Youre lookin for some d?

Then start tweakin, its goin on

You dont like it? well, play another song

I got rhymes, you wanna hear?

I sing em every day of the year

You try to get it, you think you got it

I hope you like it, cause you sure cant stop it

This rap is so funky fresh

Too $hort, baby, in the flesh

And if you ever say Im through

So what? Im makin more than you

Cause im



Too $hort



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