Where them naked hoes at?

E-Feezey!
Too Scheezy! E-Feezey, too Scheezy
We off the heezy fo'scheezy baby! fo'scheezy, baby
Off the heezy I thought you theezy!! theezy
Niggaz ain't havin havin' no cheesy like us main! main
They ain't havin havin' no raveez!
Shit.
Haha raveez, shit, haha you know us. us
Where K-Ceeezi at man? Tell him sing that shit. shit
Lace dem fools or something.
Beotch!

Chorus: K-Ci something, beotch

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false false?

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
ClaiminClaimin' that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false

Verse One: E-40, Too $hort false?

I put my mack hand down down, ain't never been asound
I was havin b-r-e-a-d havin' B R E A D way before thisenter deleted
rap game nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy, niggaz 'member
Earl, Brat, and Denell dem boys from Vallel
At every light it's automatic, BURN RUBBER burn rubber
See my folkers in the traffic, WHASSUP ERB whassup ERB?
Follow that cab cab, it got dope in it, uhh
My potnah $hort got hoes in it

I'm always hearin hearin' rappers big ballin ballin' on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin sittin' on twenties
TV in the dash pimpin pimpin' hoes gettin gettin' money
I'm Too $hort baby $hort, baby, been down since the eighties
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
ChorusSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false?
Verse Two: E-40, Too $hortSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Claimin' that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false?

K-Ci $hort E-40 Fonzarelli
I'll probably never have long money like Ross Perilli
But shit we just want a hip
Don't hip, don't want the whole plate
Don't put the two on the ten, don't ever perpetrate
Like a lot of these fools I see on TV
With the Armani Chanel Versus Versacci
Why motherfuckers can't be broke sometimes?
Sometimes it's cool to floss
But don't buy an eighty-five thousand dollar carenter added
Before you buy a houseenter deleted
They always said I couldn't rap, I just say bitch
I guess the bitch, made me rich
And now you wanna call me hardcore
While I be steppin steppin' out the shower on a marble floor
I paid the IRS taxes send FedEx and faxes
This industry'll is like fuckin, fuckin', fat bitches
All work and no play, I do it everyday
anyway cuzAnyway 'cuz I gotta stay paid 40
ChorusSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false?
Verse Three: E-40, Too $hortSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Claimin' that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false?

We throw parties on big-ass boats,enter deleted
niggaz wrap they paper
Ultrafied all-inclusive trips, Montego Jamaica
Front row seats at the Ultimateenter deleted
Fights, shamrock Shamrock and severin
Long expensive fuh-flights, up dere in the heavens
Fat ass royalty checks, fat ass cribs
SmokinSmokin' blunts and drinkin drinkin' brew onenter deleted
the blacony, barbecuin balcony, barbecuing ribs
The more scrilla, the merrier
merrier, I represent the Ya ya areaenter deleted
I walk from Foothill and Paperscourt
Papers court to Sixty-Seven MacArthurenter added
To Freddie B house to make tapes with my potnah
Hit Arroyo Park, we had tapes for sale
Got a paper bag full of that, can't you tell
it'sIt's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin suckin' up the game from the O
andAnd even though a lot of rappersenter deleted
got the same kind of flowenter added
I survived cuz 'cuz I got mo', game than them
It came straight from theenter deleted
prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I came the same every time
So don't question me, I transfer the game in the rhymesenter deleted
I'm not a freestyler, don't rap for free main
It's Paystyle Pay style on mine, cuz mine 'cuz I love money main
Landrovers
Land rovers and Toyota, Lexuses
Six-hundred feet twelve with thementer deleted
big ass motor Mercedeses
We don't be savin savin' hoes, bitches be savin savin' us
BitchBitch, disrespect me in my car,
bitch bitch, best to catch the bus
I keep a briefcase full of game,enter deleted
while y'all be ear-hustlin ear-hustlin'
Ain't no paperback pimpin pimpin' nigga, we ain't strugglin strugglin'
ChorusSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false?
Verse Four: Too $hortSay that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Claimin' that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false?

I'm Shorty the Pimp, I come funky
Again and again, they say when will it end?
Maybe never, cause 'cuz I can still spit it
But I ain't rappin rappin' for cheese, I want meal tickets
Gotta start somewhere, and I'm past that
For the right scratch, I be the last mack
So stick yaself ya self Pretty Tony
You tryin tryin' ta make a hit, but your shit sounds phonyenter added
Not like AT&T AT and T but like ET
You can't be me, so would you please see
If you can keep my name out your mouth
Cause'Cuz you don't really know what the game's all about
It's bout feedin 'bout feedin' the family, not freakin freakin' in the Benz
Instead of rentin, rentin', pay for that roof on your head
And stop pimpin pimpin' in your mind knowin knowin' you a trick
Put your hustle down playa go an hit you a lick
Bitch! lick, bitch

(That's writ, right, Too Scheezi, Antenter deleted
Banks, Forty Fonzarelli, K-Ci)
Damn is that right?
(That's right)