Karaoké Don't Fight the Feeling Too Short & Danger Zone & Rappin' 4-Tray

Say ho

Yeah you

Can I ask you a question

You like to fuck

Oh you don't want me to talk to you like that

Would you like to make love

I saw you walkin' down the street and I had to stop

Turn up the radio and drop the top

I see you look so good and you're so fine

Young tender

Would you be mine

I get you in my car

Drive you to my house 'cos I'm a mack

I cold turn you out

I won't ask and I sure won't beg

Reach right over and rub your leg

I let my hand slide between your miniskirt

Slip a finger in your panties

Straight go to work

What time is it

Don't watch the clock

Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock

Funky Fresh I am and I always can

Freak Nasty

I'm the man

I take you out to the finest restaurant

Buy you any damn thing that you want

You want flowers

I'll buy your ass a rose

But later on you're comin' off with them pantyhose

You want gold

Girl what's next

It's me and you doin' the sex

So now you know

I'm just a freak

Give it up baby

I can't wait two weeks

I want it all

Don't say I won't get it girl

Now I'm tellin' you don't

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Nigga please

You provoke no feelin'

You must've forgot the girls of whom you're dealin'

We haven't the urge to get busy like those dizy lizys who used to dance for you

You're through

I can't put it more blunt

Your vocab' is restricted

You're addicted to the words you inflicted

Time after time

Line after line

Talkin' 'bout the bitches that are on your mind

Do they call you $hort 'cos of your height or your width

Diss me boy

I'll hang your balls from a cliff

Wrapped around a slinky

You're a dinky

It's an easy task, to the corner 'cos the curb didn't want your ass

Your name is yuck mouth

You don't brush

Gotta cover your mouth like this

They call you yuck mouth

You refuse to brush

No sweetheart

You can keep that kiss

You're a freak with no tale

You have no ass, class

You can't pass

You're simply trash

You're a typical nigga

The kind you don't take home

This is Entyce and Barbie from the Danger Zone

Like a short dog that carries fleas

You make my ass itch, twitch

Don't you wish you could scratch it and grab it like you want it

The name fits 'cos you're all up on it

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Get mad if you want

I won't front

When it's time to hump won't be no punk

Roll your ass over and tap the butt

Too $hort baby

All in them guts

I'm not your ABC from the alphabet

Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet

It's just a freaky note from me to you

At the bottom I signed it

Playboy II

I'm a player bitch

I thought you knew

Like every other nigga in my crew

I bump hoes

Now it's your turn

Tell me young tender when will you learn

I cold mack like pimps you know

Won't sell you dope or sell you blow

Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch

My gold rings come from spitz

Look baby

You know what I want

You're actin' like it's that time of the month

Are you bleedin'

Can't think about sex

Irritated by your Kotex

We don't need to kiss

We don't have to fuck

I'll pull out my dick bitch

You can suck

Now here

Don't say I won't get it girl

Now I'm tellin' you don't

Punk I'm not a tease

I'm not a skeezer

And most definitely not a dick pleaser

You dreamin' and schemin' and fiendin' for my lust

You don't have enough

For you I feel disgust

Wait, small thing I hate

For goodness sake's

If I wanted someone small

I would masturbate

I'm not talkin' 'bout your height weight or what you dream

When I say Too short you know what I mean

You see I need a man not a boy to approach me

Your lame game really insults me

Your name is Too $hort or shall I say too skinny

If size were money honey you wouldn't have a penny

Little boy you're not a player

I'm your savior

To try to get at me shows audacious behavior

I've got to sit on my feet to come down to your level

Your mother should've hung you from her umbilical cord

If she would have known your mission

Okay little boy

Here's a proposition

You wanna bit of danger step into my zone

You call yourself a dog that's how I'll send you home

With your tail between your legs

Screechin' and whinin'

Dare to say you got some

Nigga please you're lyin'

'Cos to fight the feelin' there would have to be one

And mathematically me plus you equals none

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I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay

I'm gon' tell you like my homie

Short Dogg would say

Hoes in the world tryin' to play it sweet knowin' damn well that they wanna freak

Some do this for maybe a week

And then it's cool to get up under the sheets

Tryin' to work that thang but she said No

That's about as far as it's goin' to go

So I toss and turn to make it loose

Finally she feels the act right juice

Some of you hoes say

Ooh that's nasty

Back of your coat say sweet and sassy

Twenty-four deep that's how you sleep

Undercover freak every day of the week

You see some of you freaks just need to quit it playin' that role like you ain't with it

The rest of you freaks just won't admit it

Especially when you know just who can get it

Ain't nobody trippin' 'cos I know I'm right

You could be black or you could be white

For girl it really don't take too long

But a girl's always tryin' to turn you on

With a little squeze but it's just a tease

Give her some time

She'll be on her knees

Then I'll pick her up so I can work the butt

Baby I just wanna try to bust a nut

But don't get me wrong 'cos you started it all

Comin' to my house in a camisole

But when it's time for me to shove then you front on all that love

First you said that I deserve it

Now you fight

Don't wanna serve it

Gave it some time

So make up your mind

Don't fight the feelin'

It's time to unwind

You was talkin' 'bout you gon' give my some but I'm Rappin' 4-Tay

It don't make me none

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Yeah man

The little hoes got ill

So now it's time to get way too real

I know they never have some real dick

They need to quit talkin' that childish shit

You wanna rank ho

Go get your bank ho

My little dick'll have you screamin' No

'Cos when it comes to sex you don't know what's up

You're still playin' that finger fuck

See I'm a grown man

I bust some young cock out

I like big butts not big mouths

I know some little girls'll break you down in bed

Pull your drawers down

Give you some head

But little girl you wanna have some fun

You better go to magic mountain 'cos your way too young

So at this poin

I really can't say shit

Ain't droppin' no lines

I'll just call you a bitch

Biatch

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