Top Down

How freaky can you get to a long fat dick Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the triple X Run up in the pussy, rub the nipple next Bitch, which is worse? My bark or my bite You heard about me and now I'm fucking you from dark to the light You must of thought I got nicer Talking about Heiser I'm an old dog and old dog's get wiser Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this You never did this, sucking on a big dick What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize When I'm between your thighs Shit, I get hard from the sound of a kid rum Riding down the strip with your diamonds and lil' dro Shiny bald head catching sun rays Smashing down the strip going backwards down runwas Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto Sounding like I'm riding out a concert at a rap show Hit a back street and put the top up Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us I'm so roll with my electric top Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, fuck with nothing Let the top just fold up and lay down Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds Everybody knows when Short's in town Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down Drop the top Just drop the top We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk A thousands hoes walked on I'm still a dog Ain't changed nothing but the hoe that I'm fucking Still riding through the hood all the homies say "Whats up 'nd?" Give me my props cause i always rock And I still gets cock when the fine hoes jock Still smoking Indo getting burned out Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out A show A hoe smashed back to the O Put them bitches on my beeper then pull some mo' Cause I bump more hoes than acme I guess you bitch can't learn that you just can't mack me I'm off of Gin and Juice Don't even introduce If you ain't fucking back up cause I'm free to choose I want some pussy that could make write a freaky tale Drawls back, booty cracks, bitch in a hotel Just to say you got some Too Short dick You want to show some evidence, don't swallow don't spit Cause I bust more nuts than a squirrel And my dick been in pussies all around the world If you had a picture of it and you asked the bitch what's this? I bet you say, "Too Short dick" I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down I say "bitch!", slam the beat smash off with my top down Just riding with my top down We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top We rode the AC transit bus Selling joints for a dollar, smoking angel dust On the way to a house party A maybe deluxe Slanging Too Short tapes Making some bucks Looking out the window at the Mustang and Falcon crew Asking myself "how can you?" Roll like the Giants down the foothill strip With beats thumping top down bumping a bitch Shit I had to have drop Didn't care, if I had a Volkswagon Pick up the beat, had a hoes flagging Siding with the top down, lit like a lamp Blowing out the amp, trying to bump a tramp Most niggas couldn't afford to have a drop top So they got they shit cut at the chop shop Couldn't tell niggas nothing way back then A lot of niggas died or they went to the pen Couldn't even see the homie Short Bubble Bank get fat and my whole account double When I walk in a club bitches say "Oh God, Is that you Todd?" Me and my homies just who-ride And take advantage of a life we never had Fuck eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down Ride with my beats slamming top down Drop the top Just drop the top I got my top down drop the top Just drop the top I'm just rolling with my top down We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops Whatever you call it just drop the top Biatch