Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes...

Fake punk-ass bitches...

Do you know what i mean?

Fuckin'em up like this, man...

$hort Dog's in the house, bitch!



She's a punk-ass bitch, hoe, tramp and a slut

Took her to the hotel just to fuck

Last night she licked all on my balls

Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls

Dropped my drawls and bitch said: "Shit!"

Skinny mothafucka with a fat-ass dick

It's like a T-P-treatment, thangs so foul

From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass

She got busy so I called to the crew

You bitches know what to do

Hoes try to front like they ain't no tramps

Try to get that pussy and she say you can't

Me and my partners we got that game

Check a square-ass bitch and make her throw that thang

You wine and dine that nasty freak

Dropped her off and got a kiss on cheek

You never even know how she ran in the home

Jumped on the phone and started to burnin' me out

She kept beepin' so I made the call

Bitch on the phone jackin' off

Sounded like she was havin' fun 

Playin' with her pearlthang

I said: "Bitch, I'm on my way!"

I givit to you, homeboy, play by play

She had on polkadots with miniskirt

Jumped in the car straight went to work

I must to bust two nuts back to bay

Never seen a bitch work head like that

She had me jumpin' out of my seat

Workin' her jaws to the beat

She was a good dicksucker, I can't lie

Sucked so good I thought I'd die

Bitch blew me up and blew me down

All the way back to the Oakland-town

Baby started to singin': "I love you!"

Tellin' me things she wanted to do

If I needed some money come to her

Everythin' I want is everythin' I'm worth

And you know what I said? I told the bitch

I said: "Bitch, I'm rich!"



Fuck these hoes, man...

I ain't trippin'...I'm like hell...

Long-hair suckers...



I know you're fine, bitch

But you got no cash you need to get a job

But your lazy-ass try to juice me up

I ain't no punk 

I put you in the rap with some serious funk

I wouldn't buy you a car, no diamonds and shit

All the time talkin' about your fake-ass gifts

George bought you a ring, John bought you a chain

Bitch, I'm buyin' you an ounce of this game

You better take it and shut the fuck up

Stop runnin' your mouth like a sucka

Cause you's a punk bitch

Everythin' you say and everythin' you do

Makes you a punk bitch, no good, no doubt

All I gotta do is stick a dick in your mouth

Wanna give up the pussy, bitch, I had it

You're too slim, I like your mama's ass

Pops came home, came up to show

Family in the backroom, I'm fuckin'em both

Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law

You call me Too $hort they call me too raw

I creep by one room in to the next

Nothin' goin' on but some serious sex

Some of these hoes might think I'm played

Bald-head bitch need some new brains

Cause that nappy-hair don't even hit

What's cookin' in the kitchen

On the back of your neck

Like you burned the rise and wanna front on me

You could never fuck with $hort, baby

I'm from the O-A-K-L-A-N-D

I slap you in the face with reality

These punk-ass hoes out there is sick

Happy walkin' around with a trippy dick

So beautiful fine young thang

To get that cog was just like a dream

But now three days later ask Kool Moe

You feel burnin' sensation down below

You're a true blue victim of a punk-ass bitch

Thought she was a square and she gave you the shit

So for all you hoes that live like that

All the homies in the house say: "punk-ass bitch!