Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Vocals
Al Eaton
Al Eaton
Keyboards
E. Francis
E. Francis
Programming
R. Fieldings
R. Fieldings
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Producer
R. Austin
R. Austin
Co-Producer
Ted Bohanon
Ted Bohanon
Co-Producer
Al Eaton
Al Eaton
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Funky fresh on the microphone
Too $hort
Too $hort
[Verse 2]
See, I'm fresh like always, I'm comin' at you
And you know I won't stop till I'm through
So get on it, now is the time
Too $hort, baby's gonna spit that rhyme at you
'Cause I'm jammin', so check me
I play the music, even made the beat
'Cause I'm the most rappin', most rhymin'
Rollin' in a drop-top straight high-sidin' on you, boy
[Verse 3]
I'm poppin' the most
I come from Oakland, don't play me close
'Cause I'm a player, love to play this game
I get funky out here pumpin' the name
Too $hort the one and only, I just rock it
Fat bankrolls in my pocket
Call me the dirty rapper, I'll say, "Sure"
But I'm a young black entrepreneur
[Verse 4]
I'm an MC, right, I own a company too
Programmed the drums and made the groove
So when you look in my face, you see a wealthy man
I hope it's not hard for you to understand
I'm the businessman, it's not the same
I'm treated like a dope dealer runnin' the game
And you wonder why I can't get no peace
I'm makin' more than the chief of police
[Verse 5]
I'm Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
[Verse 6]
Now that I've established one fact
I came here to rap
You got a choice to make about me
Can I get busy? Are my raps too weak?
Boy, you're too grown, don't say I'm boring
Just because you know I come from California
Where many rappers get no respect
I'm at home in the tape deck
[Verse 7]
I get played and played until it's all played out
Sucker MC's come to my house
They want a contract, get signed up
But like toys, they need a good wind-up
Then the other suckers sayin' no names
Rap on the mic and use New York slang
Even though we don't talk like that out here
The point I'm tryna make comes out so clear
[Verse 8]
You want paper or plastic? Visa or cash?
You wanna burn rubber? Gonna step on the gas
Now whip, dip, roll the strip
Gonna take your mind on a serious trip
Like always, I made the beat funky
I keep your head bouncin' like a dope fiend junkie
I got to say it before I break, I never rap fake
[Verse 9]
'Cause I'm Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
[Verse 10]
See, I'm fresh like always, no sweat
It's time to jump back in the mix
And get on it, now is the time
Too $hort baby's gonna spit that rhyme
I sell records every day, and still I gets no radio play
I got homies, they love my beat
So you hear me all over the streets
[Verse 11]
I take pride in the bass, I make it deep
The kinda tape you'll always keep
So if you lose it, you're not my mama's son
It ain't free, go and buy another one
Like a costume party on Halloween
MC's pop up on the scene
So you made a record, I saw your poster
I'm still harder than you, boy, look closer
[Verse 12]
Won't say who's best, I just tell you the truth
You're not makin' money, so it couldn't be you
So if that leaves me Too $hort, baby
I keep it in tune like Do-Re-Mi
With a street rap tempo, bass line simple
Take that, it's a Too $hort rap
It's on you, boy, I'm poppin' the most
I come from Oakland, don't play me close
[Verse 13]
'Cause I'm Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
[Verse 14]
Tell me, nobody does it better than Too $hort
I take a limousine to the airport
Fly first class, never ever last
'Cause a brother like me, I'll pay cash
Twinkle, twinkle, star in the night
Don't look now, but I'm shinin' bright
I know you wanna hear my triple X
Foul language, girls and sex
[Verse 15]
Well, I'm gonna tell you 'bout livin' the life
Stayin' in school and not smokin' the pipe
It's hard to be a rich man, don't you know?
When you drop out of school and start smokin' dope
It goes D-U-M-B, you're lookin' for some D
Don't start tweakin', it's goin' on
You don't like it? We'll play another song
[Verse 16]
I got rhymes, you wanna hear?
I sing 'em every day of the year
You try to get it, you think you got it
I hope you like it, 'cause you sure can't stop it
This rap is so funky fresh
Too $hort, baby, in the flesh
And if you ever say I'm through
So what? I'm makin' more than you
[Verse 17]
'Cause I'm Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Nobody does it better
[Verse 18]
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort
Too $hort, Too $hort...
Written by: Todd Shaw
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