Top Songs By Too $hort
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Anthony Shaw
Songwriter
Anthony Banks
Songwriter
Jerry Buddy Long
Songwriter
Jason Chess
Songwriter
Ezekiel Jeffery
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Zeke
Producer
Anthony Banks
Producer
Zach Ekzakt Perry
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (you know she be doin' the most)
She so freaky, ho (wee)
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (what you tell 'em, Koka?)
Take your drunk ass home (ha-ha)
New money every day (every day)
Stay close to me, that's the recipe (uh)
Do everything I say
'Cause they know what it is when you next to me
I need a few extra G's
My bitches don't have sex for free
If you jump in the car with me
I'ma tell you how to go get that fee
I told her go out and you get it (big girl)
It's not what you got, it's what you do with it
Make your body move around and get money
You doin' it now (do it)
Always knew you had it
You ain't broke no more, you a bad bitch (bad bitch)
And you don't need no proof
'Cause all these motherfuckers gotta face the truth
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (you know, she be doin' the most)
She so freaky, ho (wee)
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (what you tell 'em, Koka? Ha-ha)
Take your drunk ass home (run it, J)
More hoes than the law allow
Me and my nigs out, it go down
We knock bitches 'bout a dozen (a dozen)
Bump one bitch, she gotta introduce her cousin (ha)
In this thing, NFL squad deep
Pardon me, keep a juke at arm's reach
Player with it, talk slick and slide
I'm faded, can't help a side
No braids, no dreads, twistin' on dro
Air hit to the head, holdin' 'til I choke
Pockets bumped up, whole COVID status
Focused on all this ass that's scattered
She a tramp (tramp), starter bitch
I use her like a ramp (like a ramp)
She like when I talk all kinda shit (yeah)
Keep her underwear down (keep 'em wet)
I gotta dick that towers (yeah)
She ride it for hours (yeah)
Until she get a cramp (crampin')
She got a couple weird niggas that stalk her phone
She got her pussy like a clamp (like a clamp)
Yeah, I'm not a pimp, no, no sex traffic
Somethin' like a player, cut from that fabric (yeah)
Used to ride Bancroft, candy green Maverick (yeah)
Now I got a dashboard that look like a tablet (look)
Gulp shit, clear your sinus up
Me say, "Nigga keep your finance up" (finance up)
Y'all niggas cash out on brand new kittens
I'm cashin' out on brand new kitchens
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (you know she be doin' the most)
She so freaky, ho (wee)
Go bitch (she's a starter bitch)
She so freaky (yeah)
Go bitch (what you tell 'em, Koka?)
Take your broke ass home
Bow at the flower, I'ma let you know (ay)
Just when to move (haha)
Bitch, I'ma tell you when to move
Click them heels, click them heels
And let it do what it do
Gotta let it do what it do, baby (yeah)
Go bitch
Writer(s): Anthony Banks, Todd Anthony Shaw, Ezekiel Jeffery, Jerry Buddy Long, Jason Chess
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