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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Too $hort
Composer
Dennis Lambert
Composer
Jazze Pha
Composer
Brian Potter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jazze Pha
Producer
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Recording Engineer
Don "DJ Snake" Brown
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
All top notches gotta stay on top
Party all night and we make a lot
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop, bitch
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
When I take 'em to the spot, you know they all look hot
Like I said, homeboy, all I got is top-notch
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop
[Verse 2]
I'm the super player, I got women everywhere
I know you love a square, I don't care
I still hit it anytime I want to
Call her at the house, I bet she tell me, "Come through"
I'm coming, every time I see her
That's what I'm doing, I can't believe you
When you tell me she's all yours
'Cause when I have her on the floor down on all four
She says it's mine, and that's for sure
If you come around when I'm near, you gotta go
'Cause you don't nothing 'bout this ballers work
When we was players coming up we knocked all the girls
And now I just go out and take my pick
If you got enough game you can take my bitch
I won't hate you, try to clown or put you down
'Cause I got women all over this town
[Verse 3]
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
All top notches gotta stay on top
Party all night and we make a lot
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop, bitch
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
When I take 'em to the spot, you know they all look hot
Like I said, homeboy, all I got is top-notch
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop
[Verse 4]
You couldn't be a better player than me, you ain't got enough game
You couldn't take her from me, you ain't even have a chance
Not with me in the picture
You even got the last dance so you see what it could gets you
Nothing, broken-hearted and lonely
'Cause when it's over, she's going home with me
Five-foot nine, short hair, big booty
Looking like the leading lady starring in a movie
Fly crib, Mercedes Benz
She love **** like me and my shady friends
And when we hang out, don't count the champagne bottles
Thinking I'm drunk, I don't play game, Lotto
I put the game down from the start
And you ain't nothing but a dumb ass mark
She started teasing when she saw the red carpet
What'd you say, ****? "Get your ass in the car, bitch"
[Verse 5]
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
All top notches gotta stay on top
We party all night and we make a lot
I gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop, bitch
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
When I take 'em to the spot, you know they all look hot
Like I said, homeboy, all I got is top-notch
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop
[Verse 6]
Hoochies, cheerleaders, groupies, beer drinkers
High class, stuck up hoes that get real freaky
Lawyers, nurses, policewomen, teachers
If she's a top-notch, I keep her
Tall ass models, skinny and shit, big titties, short and thick
All complexions, different nationalities
Pimp game from East Oakland out in Cali
Keep 'em teenage to middle age, is she paid?
'Cause if she ain't, what can she make?
If I see a bad bitch I ain't finda wait
I'ma holla at her, I can't discriminate
It's not about the sex, not all the time
'Cause I'm trying to get in her mind
Like when ya stand and just stare at the ocean
I help you manage your emotions, bitch
[Verse 7]
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
All top notches gotta stay on top
Party all night and we make a lot
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop, bitch
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
When I take 'em to the spot, you know they all look hot
Like I said, homeboy, all I got is top-notch
Gotta keep a fat knot, it don't stop
[Verse 8]
Ain't no bitches like my bitches
I know you think you got a lot of hoes, ****
And you probably do, but there's one fact that will always be true
You couldn't be a better player than me, ****
Life is, life is too short, so keep trying, ****, keep trying
Number one, Player of the Year, Player of the Decade
Player of the Century, Player of the motherfucking Millennium
And his name is Too $hort, bitch
Written by: Brian Potter, Dennis Lambert, Jazze Pha, Too $hort