Too Short

(专辑： Cure For Cold Weather - 2014)

Yeah, talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Too short, yeah (Biatch, shit)

I got my eyes for my baddie, my heart for my momma
Taught me "Don't pay for your car before you pay for your karma"
If I'm being honest, felt like the devil was honest
Wanted that American Pie, but we got that devil's lasagna
I don't die with my impostors, I pray with my pastors
Fold my hands and say my grace before I graze in my passions, yeah
Young Lazarus, no ass to kiss
Got my trophy, yeah, no asterisk
Who'd have thunk it? Momma's lil' pumpkin
Went and carved his own mix in this bitch; now, ain't that somethin'?
And I'm the something from the nothing they were talking 'bout
Do me a side of the fire booker and say nothing when I was walking out
'Cause I didn't even smell like smoke
Dust my shoulders off and told these haters, "Hang my coat"
Now, how's that for a quote? I mean, how's that for some hope?
I told Relly I'd be back when I got my back off these ropes, I'm home

Yeah, talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Too short (Biatch)
Yeah, talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Too short (Biatch)

I keep a bad bitch right beside me
So fly like where a kite stay
My kicks hella cold, call 'em ice trays
I walk by and tell a hater, "Have a nice day" (Nice day)
Dark shades with some rock 'n' roll Chucks (Chucks)
But seeing blue jeans, that's a California tux
And I could give a California fuck
Life's a beach, surf's up (Surf's up)
Drop City, yeah, Drop City
I'm feeling like Curry about to drop fifty, cruising with the top missing (Missin')
I'm no magician, but your broad missing
Poof, it's kinda different now the plot thickens (Plot thickens)
I am Mike to you Scott Pimpins
And I will not stop 'til you stop tripping
I'm taking shots, I am not sipping
Banana flow (Y'all slippin')

Yeah, talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Too short (Biatch)
Yeah, talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Talk dirty, bitch
Too short (Biatch, biatch, biatch)