Too $hort (too Short) - Talkin' sh** - Ant Banks lyrics

That's all I do is talk sh**, no doubt Yeah I got my n***a B-Legit in the house Bad Ass Anthony Banks, doin' big thangs Short Dog, always representin', always talkin' sh**, big sh** (That's what we do) It's been about 15 long years, mackin', profilin' Workin' up in the booth off some top shelf Long Islands The big Bad Ass in this motherf**er, see y'all n***az know the half Still representin' the O, homey the Eastside, n***a 100th Ave Unf**wittable, see all we bust is rhymes and nuts Oh yeah, you'd probably be f**in' wit them But n***a you'd never be f**in' wit us Me, Short Dog and B-Legit, see first of all homey we the sh** And all that other nonsense you other n***az pop is irrelevant I rock the sh** that's hot but got the ice to cool it down In the town when I screw around non-believers layin' down Still activated but low, I'm seldom seen With light green and other things that glow, man whattup doe? [Unverified] take no marine time [unverified] Then I mack a straight dime piece Have her name on everything that a n***a lease, a savage I keeps the deeds pink slips and cabbage, silly rabbit b**h what you thought? Diss a once a month funky co*kbleedin' b**h You gets nothin', yeah You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h f** you, you stupid ho, tell me just what you know You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h I talk the sh** 'til I'm old So motherf**er you b**h goddamn a**hole I talk big sh**, big spit I do it on the microphone and get rich b**h I'm so goddamn motherf**in' cool See me and you drool like you're nothin' but a fool Ridin' down the strip with B-Legit and Big Ant Drinkin' big gin, smokin' big plants My n***a big Bad Ass and B-Lah do it big Drink the whole bottle b**h and give you a swig But don't take it personal, that's just how we kick it Pull out a big dick quick and make you lick it And after you finish, make sure you do my n***a Swallow all the cum b**h, and then you get a swigga Somethin' that'll quench yo' motherf**in' thirst, head first Talk about yo' a** in a verse What's worse, if I put yo' name in a rap Or get all in yo' face while I snap, b**h? Oh you hoes better watch what you doin' 'Cuz n***az 'round here, we talk bad about b**hes, f'real You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h So much game, when I'm [unverified] tuck I make a b**h po' who never s** You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h So check it out, freak nasty You think you're fine but you look like La**ie beitch I bust a bad b**h daily afternoons Stop by hair saloons, and make the sad b**h pay me 180, in the middle lane, I pop bottles Expensive models, do they damn thang Claim they got a little game, it ain't strange To live tucked away, with no sidewalks, so b**h stay the f** away And you can go play, with yo' momma or somethin' Far as drama or somethin' you punk nuttin' We got top notches, so holla when you see 'em We keep our hoes on display at the pimp museum We sport fly-a** suits, ain't gotta rent no tux We mack b**hes everyday, they yellin, Pimps 'R' Us Now we frequently heard but seldom seen Always makin' these hoes fulfill our dreams We keep b**hes on they toes, you know they need it And n***az be still spit this ol' sh** cause we OG'd it Yeah man, big sh**, that's what we talkin' Puttin' hoes in headlocks n***a You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h I just laugh, over and over When a b**h drink s**m like it's a soda You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h A straight start demon, whoops I missed Get back b**h we'll never kiss You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h I'm that n***a you'll answer too If I say b**h jump that's what you'll do You know I kept talkin' sh** Motherf** you damn sh** head b**h I'm Too Short baby, way too cold Motherf**in' sh**, goddamn a**hole Stupid ho, tell me just what you know? I'm talkin' sh** 'til I'm old So motherf** you b**h goddamn a**hole Beitch, f** you, b**h