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
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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!)
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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!)
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