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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Vocals
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
LRoc
LRoc
Keyboards
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
Craig Love
Craig Love
Songwriter
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
James Elbert Phillips
James Elbert Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Vinten
Mark Vinten
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I go on and on Can't understand how I last so long I must have super powers Rap 225 thousand hours Get it calculated, do the math I made a thousand songs that made you move your ass And for the last 300 months I made 16 albums with me on the front and they bump Where you get your beats? I heard 93 rappers say bitch like me Two singers and ten comedians And I'm still gon' yell it every time you see me in What's my favorite word? Bitch Why they gotta say it like $hort? Bitch You know they can't play on my court Can't hang with the big dogs, stay on the porch Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Where you get that from? Grab the mic, spit one, let me hit that blunt Pimp-C, 8-Ball and MJG Keep spittin' that P to the I M P Bun-B, that's Texas, baby Ball and G, that's Memphis, baby $hort Dog, that's Oakland, baby Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days, G My nigga C got locked up But these real hoes still know they gots to fuck Give a fuck, what you say $hort Dog fuck with UGK Do you really wanna be like me? Spit game like Snoop and T.I.P Pretty girls in the V.I.P They came with Dre, they don't need ID Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Your mind is gone, your brain is blazed You've been wide awake for the last three days Poppin' pills, it goes down for real Don't stop, just keep rollin' down hill Crash and burn, can't stand, fall back You're doin' too much, you can't handle all that Man, it's been way too long Time to let the whole world play your songs Like me, my shit gets around Leave the country come back and hit The Town I'm in Miami, New York and ATL Houston and L.A., ask Dave Chappelle About my rich bitch, he got her from me And made 50 million dollars, I'm proud of you D But I'm crazy, you don't wanna be like me I come from East Oakland where the youngstas get hyphy Blow it Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Blow the whistle Bitch Too $hort Up all night, baby Album number 16 Y'all can't fuck with that
Writer(s): Jonathan H. Smith, Craig D. Love, La Marquis Jefferson, James Elbert Phillips, Todd Anthony Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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