Say, hoe, yeah! you, Can I ask you a question? Can you get in where you fit in, bitch?
Get mad if you want, I won't front Cause I got a new tape and it's full of bumps So roll you raps over they all out-dated Too $hort, baby, comin' straight X-rated Oakland funk is all on this tape You heard seven get ready for eight That's right, bitch, $hort said eight of them Don't believe me? Start countin' while i name them Don't stop rappin' Girl, that's your life Talkin' about smokin' that glass-pipe Players?was the wickedest And that's the realler But I still came hard on coke-dealers Raw, Uncut & X-Rated? ?Born to mack? Life Is Too $hort? is where I first went platinum $hort Dog's In The House?came next And $horty The Pimp?makes seven, bitch
And it don't stop to the beat, baby Get in where you fit in, bitch!