Dont Fight The Feelin (Explicit Version) - Too $hort

Too $hort

Rappin' 4-tay

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Dont Fight The Feelin (Explicit Version) - Too $hort 歌词

Don't Fight the Feelin' (Explicit) - Too $hort/Rappin' 4-tay

Written by:Todd Anthony Shaw

Say h** yeah you

Can I ask you a question

You like to f**k

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

Will you like to make love

I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop

Turn up the radio and drop the top

I see you look so good and your so fine

Young tender would you be mine

I get you in my car drive you to my house

'Cuz 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 d**n thing that you want

You want flowers I'll buy your a** a rose

But later on you're coming off with them pantyhose

You want gold girl what's next

It's me and you doing 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 telling you don't

Niggle please you provoke no feeling

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

We haven't the urge to get busy

Like those dizzy Lizzy who used to dance for you your 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

Talking 'bout the b**ches that are on your mind

Do they call you short because of your height or your weight

Diss me boy I'll hang your balls from a cliff

Wrapped around a slinky your a dinky

It's an easy task to the corner 'cause the curb didn't want your a**

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 a** class you can't pass your simply trash

You're a typical Niggle the kind you don't take home

Tights and barbie from the dangerous zone

Like a short dog that carries fleas

You make my a** itch twitch don't you wish you could scratch it

And grab it like you want it

The name fits 'cause your all up on it

Get mad if you want I won't front

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

Roll your a** over and tap the butt

Too Short baby all in them guts

I'm not your ABC from the alphabet

Every letter I'll write'll get your pu**y wet

It's just a freaky note from me to you

At the bottom I signed it playboy to

I'm a player b**ch I thought you knew

Like every other Niggle in my crew

I bump h**s now it's your turn

Tell me young tender when will you learn

I cold Mack like pimps you know

Won't sell you d**e or sell you blow

Just your average everyday straight bump up b**ch

My gold rings come from Spitz

Look baby you know what I want

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

Are you bleeding can't think about sex

Irritated by your textbook

We don't need to kiss we don't have to f**k

I'll pull out my dick b**ch you can suck

Now here don't say I won't

Get it girl now I'm telling you don't

Punk I'm not a tease I'm not a skeeter

And most definitely not a dick pleader

You dreaming and scheming and Fielding 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 talking 'bout your height weight or what you dream

When I say too short you know what I mean

You see I need man not a boy to approach me

Your lame game really insults me

Your name is too short 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 your bodacious behavior

I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level

Your mother should have 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 you to my zone

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

With your tail between your legs screeching and whining

Jealous of you got some Niggle please you're lying

Cause I fight the feeling that would have to be one

And mathematically me plus you equals none

I am the rapper that they call 4 tay

I'm gon' tell you like my homie short dog would say

H**s in the world trying to play it sweet

Knowing d**n well that they wanna freak

Some do this for maybe a week

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

Trying to work that thang but she said no

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

So I toss and turn to make it loose

Finally she feels the act right juice

Some of you h**s say oh that's nasty

Back of your coat say sweet and sassy

24 deep that's how you sleep

Undercover freak every day of the week

You see some of you freaks just need to quit it

Playing 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 tripping 'cuz I know I'm right

You could be black or you could be white

For a black girl it really don't take too long

But a white girl's always tryin' to turn ya on

With a little squeeze 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 'cause you started it all

Coming 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 want to serve it

Gave it some time so make up your mind

Don't fight the feeling it's time to unwind

You was talking 'bout you gonna give my some

But I'm rappin'4 tay it don't make me numb

Yeah man the little h**s got ill

So now it's time to get way to real

I know they never have some real dick

They need to quit talking that childish sh*t

You wanna rank h** go get your bank h**

My little dick'll have you screaming though

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

You're still playing that finger f**k

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 'cuz your way too young

So at this point I can't really say sh*t

Ain't dropping no lines I'll just call you a b**ch blotchy