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Listen to SIR TOO $HORT, VOL. 1 (FREAKY TALES) by Too $hort
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Vocals
Call Me Sy!
Call Me Sy!
Keyboards
BossLife Big Spence
BossLife Big Spence
Vocals
Larry June
Larry June
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
Larry Eugene Hendricks III
Larry Eugene Hendricks III
Songwriter
Spencer Stevens
Spencer Stevens
Songwriter
Arcale Maurice Turner
Arcale Maurice Turner
Songwriter
Sairam Kripasagar
Sairam Kripasagar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DecadeZ
DecadeZ
Producer
Zach Ekzakt Perry
Zach Ekzakt Perry
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, we up in here
Boss Life Big Spence
Too $hort
What's up, Larry June?
[Verse 1]
Feelin' good today, knock me a bitch
I see it, I want it, I cop the whip
I'm stylin', keepin' it lit
Quick show in L.A., dropped off on 5th
What's happenin'? Bitch, my name is Larry
I don't even know the trick, but she callin' me daddy
Frisco, bitch, you know what I'm on
The streets is cold, keep the pole
Things change when I knock some snow
I ain't have to do much, she was ready to go
Let me tell you 'bout this bitch that I met in the mall
She was useful till she bapped her load
It's crucial, I need my dough
Not the ones in the safe, bitch, I need some more
I'm active, like a phone is on
So fled to the East Coast, the Bay was slow, what's happening?
[Verse 2]
What you gon' do, bitch?
You ain't gettin' enough money
I mean, are you qualified, bitch?
[Verse 3]
Gotta interview the bitch when you feelin' 'em out
I say it to your face, what I'm really about
Yeah, gettin' money, that's what I'm on
She smilin' in my face, it won't take me long
If I move too fast or take it slow
You say it's too many rules, you can't break 'em, no
Put them shoes on her and make her go
Where I'm from, we try to break that ho
That's why I'm on her, that's what I do
You just want the girl to say, "I love you"
I wanna say, "Hey, bitch," and she say, "What?"
"How you gon' get it?" And she say, "Fuck"
When I run this game, I'm in her head
Gotta keep on pimpin' like Kenny Red
Call me Sir Too $hort, the bitch's dream
Choose on me, we gettin' everything, bitch
[Verse 4]
Who you choosin' on, bitch?
Oh, you want the homie Big Spence?
Okay, what you gon' tell that bitch, Spence?
[Verse 5]
Damn, bitch, what a bummer
I was sittin' here, reviewin' the numbers
Fuckin' with you'll take a million summers
Just to put rims on one of them Hummers
Say ho, what you know?
In my DM sayin' that you broke
And you can pop pussy out in 'Frisco
Bitch, sell a plate, what you know Crisco?
I need a rich bitch, thowie-thowies
Putting ice on all my owies
Brand new whips, RS Audi
Gillespie, Dizzy, blow me drowsy
No bag, no reply (No bag, bitch)
No stacks, no reply (No stacks, bitch)
Text back, fuck you, bye
Leave you on read, you wonder why
[Outro]
Bitch, you ain't makin' enough
I ain't fuckin' with you, you don't pay me enough
I ain't hittin' you back, I don't give a fuck
I don't ever reply, you ain't makin' enough
Yeah, we pimpin' like Kenny Redd, bitch
Written by: Arcale Maurice Turner, Larry Eugene Hendricks III, Sairam Kripasagar, Spencer Stevens, Todd Shaw

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