Too $hort (too Short) - Anything is Possible lyrics

[Too $hort] Album number 12 Short Dogg still in the house I ain't going back into retirement Life is Anything is possible try hard It ain't logical f** an obstical b**h How can I make twelve albums All them gold and platinum's And I am still clowin' It ain't hard I used to be a broke n***a Dreamin' about broads and smoking bigger Dedicated to the rap game Too $hort I know you know that name 2000 makes me a 20 year veteran Still making money and I don't stop rapping That's my motto even if you n***as hit the lotto You never could win not until I go I know you squares can't hang with me What you talking about you can't spit this game like me Some of y'all s**ers need to fall in love And stay there and quit trying to be a player f** around and f** your life up Or a tramp a** b**h with a nice bu*t You should of went to collage Got your degree and a job stop trying to be like me It's too hard cause you don't even know this streets And me I mack this hoes with need See and you all you do is smoke that weed She broke your heart and got you on your knees But me I know how to treat a b**h f** all that nice a** sweetheart sh** s** my dick now that's foreplay Now I am about to f** you on the floor in the doorway Treat you like a hoe okay? you like that Leave when I am finished and say I'll be right back b**h! you already knew what it was What's a dog like me going to do with your love I drive it down the street tied to my bumper I don't care how find she is I am trying to dump her I already f**ed her You need to get on b**h and find you a s**er Get married divorced and get half Maybe you should reason with her before she gets mad Or maybe my n***a you should slap that b**h If not then you need to snatch that b**h By the thought and let her know this is how it goes Say what's on your mind, now she knows Some of y'all ladies need to check your man For acting like a b**h every time he gets a chance Back slap him tell him shut up and stop crying And stop all that wineing b**h a** n***a you need to buy yourself some business And quit askin' all them motherf**ing questions Ain't no slaves around here Ain't nobody gettin' payed around here It's all true about this hoes and me You ain't got no game you don't know what she needs Lame than a motherf**er about this mack sh** Still letting b**hes manipulate your actions When you going learn how to wear the pants Try and give this real player rhythm a chance It's all about the money and feeding your family If I am mackin' hoes and you can't stand me Keep my name out your ? mouth You hate a player and I find out I might f** your b**h little sister or your momma More than one time just to add to the drama Give you something to talk about Life long trick learn your mouth Cause I don't stop mackin' and I am always rapping I f**ed your little sister but I was just praticin' Short little b**h I picked her up Diggin' this big a** dick in her gut I let her walk the funny What's wrong $hort Dogg last night got his f** on And you was trying to hate me I got cha I f**ed your little sister n***a anything is possible Too $hort Back on the microphone $hort Dogg That's right b*atch! Been in doing this way too long 20 years on the motherf**ing microphone Yeah you know all the f**ing gold and platinum Anything is possible