Be My Dirty Love

Ain't nuttin changed.. Short Dawg

Sheezee.. sheezee

(singer croons "be my.. (be my) dirty love (dirty love)" 2X)

Much love y'all

Short Dawg's in this

Verse One: Too $hort

I'm high profile, but you can't see me hoe

Got limosine tint like a real CEO

Hands free, talkin on the speaker phone

Handlin my business, just tryin to get my freak on

You know, bitches always beepin me with code 69

I'm real with mine, I make hoes wait in line

Can't fuck em all, and don't want to

Cause some of these tramps might front you (watch out)

You waited six months, I fucked her on the first date

And so I smoke the green weed to keep my mind straight

It's Friday, doin shit my way

Me and yo' bitch, rollin down the highway (right)

While you shootin that.. she gave it up easy

Fore-a-play and all that, wasn't tryin to tease me

Now you wanna feud, fuck that shit (slut)

Let's fight behind a lady, not that punk ass bitch

(singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2X while Short spits)

Watch em.. keep your eyes open

Doesn't make sense

Verse Two: Too $hort

Now here I go, spittin another verse

Let the pen read my mind cause the shit ain't rehearsed

I'm so curious, about what this fat bitch have

A big bag of weed and a pack of zig-zags (smokin)

So I kicked it with her, with no intentions to fuck

Smoked up her weed and got my dick sucked (yeah right)

I said I got a lot of money but I'm short on cash

Could you give a nigga some so I can get some gas? (stupid shit)

She gave me twenty dollars, I know it's small pimpin

But it's mandatory, when I deal with all women (all these hoes)

It ain't gon' be no one-sided, I support her shit

Just because she hurt, Too $hort got a grip, beyitch!

I break it down, like the beat

Ride you like a motherfuckin seventy-three

Old school, everytime I roll through

All you suckers know who all the bitches go to, Short Dawg

(singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2X while Short spits)

Fuck a bitch.. they fuck with you main

Foul mouthed little motherfuckers.. ?

Verse Three: Too $hort

It's cause rap music is like sellin dope

Every dollar you invest you get seven mo' (and that's real)

I hope you never ask me, how much it costs

if you can't figure out how the fuck I floss (big ballin)

You better get in where you fit in

cause a nigga like me ain't kiddin (no jokes)

Here come her boyfriend, with that narrow minded shit

Kissin on the bitch, she sucked e'rybody dick (slut)

Don't get mad, you knew the bitch had flaws

Ridin in the Benz (bitch) dick hangin out my drawers..

.. now why she give me head? (why?)

All she ever wanted was to get in my bed

I ain't gotta be a trick to tramp your hoe (nope)

I spit the game like a pimp while I'm ridin chrome

I had a dream I was through, can't sell records

Can't catch hoes, bring em home and get naked (what?)

It's not the first time, I had this dream

But music is my drug and I'm a dopefiend (straight)

The way I put it down, it don't seem too hard

Scorin points like Kareem-Abdul Jabbar (swish)

And if you tryin to catch me, you'll find out fast

what you tryin to do is an impossible task (can't do it)

Cause what I'm doin (can't do that) no rapper ever did it

(can't do that) Eleven albums and I'm still the shit, bitch!

(singer croons "be my.. dirty love" 2X while Short spits)

Can't do that.. nah nah.. ain't gon' happen

Old school Too $hort, that's right I said Too $hort

(singer croons "be my.. (be my) dirty love (dirty love)" 2X)

We go way back, youknowhatI'msayin?

Buy you some motherfuckin business

Get up out the madness