Too $hort Girl Lyrics

Don't Stop Rappin' Track Listing
Cassette 1
  • 1 Don't Stop Rappin'
  • 2 Shortrapp
  • 3 Girl
  • 4 Female Funk
  • 5 Playboy Short
  • Girl, girl, girl
    That's your life
    Smoking that glass pipe

    I come from the city of dope
    It couldn't be saved by john the pope
    Cause the base head lyric sees the light
    Two fat raps to the head last night
    Cocaine cocaine, is that your rap
    Every day and night its coming back
    The rich mans high what it used to be
    But things looking different in eighty-five
    Cocaine, cocaine is that your high
    Since age thirteen what have I seen
    A lotto of base heads straight coke fiends
    Snorting, puffing, that's the life
    But its all over when you hit that pipe
    Big coke dealers on the knock
    All smoked up with no more rocks
    Base heads buy, coke from him
    But he smokes more than all of them
    The big coke man, ain't too cool
    He smokes more than all you fools
    Hes gotta a lot of do, but not a lot of bank
    A brand new car with an empty tank
    Pretty white smoke all in his chest
    And a 84 Benz, repossessed

    Girl, that's your life
    Girl smoking that glass pipe

    Fresh young tender only fifteen
    Walking on a strip just wanna be seen
    Never touch coke a day in her life
    But now that girls gotta have her pipe
    Cause she met a man his name was jock
    Do it to her a good and he smoked a rock
    Put it in her joint all crunched up
    And now everyday she takes a puff


    I know you know what coke can do
    Come into your life and take over you
    Now you kicking back thinking bout your dream
    But it never comes true cause you're just a coke fiend
    You asked your woman whats the prob
    She said its you cause you don't do your job
    Used to make good love from the start
    But now coke had done damage to your private parts


    Your mind is gone your brain is blazed
    You've been wide awake for the last three days
    Inhale, exhale you don't care
    Coke smoke only no fresh air
    You cant even talk you don't wanna listen
    You and your body on that cocaine mission
    Three days straight wheres your mind
    Its gonna out of town and your brain is fried
    Just smoke and choke until you're broke
    Just smoke that coke until you croke
    And it would be, I cant lie
    No great loss if you should die
    Cause your life is wrecked, you girl is checked
    She chose on my and I was set
    I took her home to make my move
    But she wanted to base she was just like you

    Written by: Paul Brown, Matthew Smith, Ryan Spendlove, Ritchie David Townend
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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