Hank Williams

Hank Williams - I Can’t Get You Off My Mind lyrics

Intro

(bitch!)

Bitches keep comin up $hort

Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort

(bitch!)

Too $hort,too $hort

Repeat

Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant straight across your face

To make sure you bitches understand that I’m a pimp-mack-player-ass nigga

Not a gentleman ain’t gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin

I know ya starvin bitch what you gone eat?

Just because I feed you up I guess you waitin on me

It ain’t goin be that,you shoulda ate or bought’cha ass a plate

Cos on this date we just fuckin till it’s late

I ain’t romeo,prince charming or knight in shining armour

I’m only out to fuck a bitch,fuck tryin to charm her

I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt

No money in her purse,a fuck is all it’s worth

Lookin hella good in the club like a ho

Bitch,you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo’ drinks

At the bar,fill you up with long islands

While I be all in your face tryin to fuck smilin

Cos short dawg’ll never cater to you hos

And if you ain’t fuckin I say later to you hos

So if you bitches gotta plot

You better get gonna get shot fuckin with short dawg

Bitches keep comin up $hort

Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort

(bitch!)

Repeat

Bitches be like rabbits swarmin diamonds and carats

See my car,see my house and they think I’m a sheriff

I ain’t never been a marked bitch,you too ballsy

Wanna drive my car closed-up,that’s when you lost me

I tell a bitch real quick,i ain’t no (? tissu-roll? )

All you good fo’ is some head and some pussy,ho!

And if the pussy and the head tight,we fuck em twice

Cos short dawg ain’t nuttin nice

Bitch jumped in the car,asks me where we goin?

I’m shorty the pimp bitch,you goin hoin

Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on

Raged about the pussy,now I’m in the traffic

Now pussy still wet,got my dick in her hand

Lickin all around it,rollin through the flat lands

Take her to my strip,never pussy-whipped

Seein niggas with them bitches,I’d a tossed the pimp

I use to break hos for scrilla,but now it’s down now

I’m makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town bitches

Livin large for a night,turn back into pumpers

When I’m through fuckin,bitches leavin with nothin

Bitches keep comin up $hort

Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort

(bitch!)

Too-too $hort,too $hort(hos can’t fuck with me)

(bitch!)too $hort

Now break it down to the beat one time!

Ol’ school.tell ya lil’ somethin about shorty

I’m the east oakland player,lovers are mooshy

I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy

Bitches keep lookin for some too $hort acts

Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust

Bitch might lose her mind if I raw-dig her

Get pregnant,move her in and make ma and pa richer

No more player,no shorty the pimp

I get payed,divert a cheque and get forty per cent

All the homies talkin bad,hair down,walkin sad

Got the broad livin with me,baby sayin dad!

Sex played out and ol’shorty’s bored getting fat!

Then my bitch turn into a rat

I could try to mack again but the bitches won’t want me

Cos I’m all washed up,broke,fat and funky

Short dawg is through,people call me todd shaw

All the rappers who was fake gonna mic,got raw

Ugly hos playin hard-to-get,sold all my cars

Now I ride the bus and shit

I had a ’94 lexus,rolexes,i sold it all

Now I can’t afford breakfast

I lost everything I worked to be

Never thought I’d be a trick,payin hos to serve me

Shit!snap back came out of my dream

Shit can really happen if you know what I mean?

But fuck a wife biatch,stay away

Don’t wanna own a pussy,keep the babies on lay-away

Bitch thought I robbed it,said it was mine

She didn’t know I fucked her with a dildo the whole time

Star-struck bitch seein dollar signs,she think the wad is fine

Playin games so I taught her mine

Tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap

Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap

Bitches keep comin up $hort

Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort

(bitch!)

Repeat

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