Lirik Lagu Buy You Some - Too Short
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Verse One: Erick Sermon
Whoo! Ah ah, ayahh, ahh ahh ahhAnd you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bondNow introducing the sound from the ghettoE Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought?I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swingI'm Born to Mack, always strapped, with the black gatWho out there I swear boy wanna get touchedRoll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so DUCKI talk the talk, walk the walk, now niggaFive hundred S drivin with hand on triggerCrazy Lestat, check my track recordEverything I touch is gold since eighteen years oldSo what that mean? I roll the bluntand puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minuteCrazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin BSewin up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin meDig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that?I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sackWho said the E can't rock? That's bullshitSuck my dick and get a big fat lick of my ballsYou wanna brawl? Punk I thought notYou might get beat down and stomped like SasquatchYour girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck herPsych, I already stuck herI got rhymes to make your whole head swell upHere's an icepack homeboy shut the hell upI rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggaz know what's happeninEverything he touch goes platinumEyeeaaaah!
Verse Two: Too $hort
I made a half a million in a weekAnd every nigga on the street got a tape playin meYou can't believe it? Erick Sermon, rollin with $hortRolled from California all the way to New YorkIn big Benzes, G-50 upNow we trying to squash all that East/West stuffWe spent years in the studio makin funky tracksSigned a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass rapsIt's like Father Dom, it's like Keith MurrayMakin millionaires but it ain't no hurryCuz we all in it for the long runI won't leave the studio until a song's doneAnd ain't nuthin really hard about gett
Whoo! Ah ah, ayahh, ahh ahh ahhAnd you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bondNow introducing the sound from the ghettoE Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought?I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swingI'm Born to Mack, always strapped, with the black gatWho out there I swear boy wanna get touchedRoll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so DUCKI talk the talk, walk the walk, now niggaFive hundred S drivin with hand on triggerCrazy Lestat, check my track recordEverything I touch is gold since eighteen years oldSo what that mean? I roll the bluntand puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minuteCrazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin BSewin up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin meDig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that?I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sackWho said the E can't rock? That's bullshitSuck my dick and get a big fat lick of my ballsYou wanna brawl? Punk I thought notYou might get beat down and stomped like SasquatchYour girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck herPsych, I already stuck herI got rhymes to make your whole head swell upHere's an icepack homeboy shut the hell upI rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggaz know what's happeninEverything he touch goes platinumEyeeaaaah!
Verse Two: Too $hort
I made a half a million in a weekAnd every nigga on the street got a tape playin meYou can't believe it? Erick Sermon, rollin with $hortRolled from California all the way to New YorkIn big Benzes, G-50 upNow we trying to squash all that East/West stuffWe spent years in the studio makin funky tracksSigned a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass rapsIt's like Father Dom, it's like Keith MurrayMakin millionaires but it ain't no hurryCuz we all in it for the long runI won't leave the studio until a song's doneAnd ain't nuthin really hard about gett
