Top Down Lyrics by Too Short

Top Down Lyrics

    Too short:

    How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
    Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
    I'm the dirty rapper too short, the triple x
    Run up in the pussy, rub the nipple next
    Bitch, which is worse?
    My bark or my bite
    You heard about me
    And now i'm fucking you from dark to the light
    You must of thought i got nicer
    Talking about heiser
    I'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
    Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
    You never did this, sucking on a big dick
    What bitch? you better check the size, and recognize
    When i'm between your thighs
    Shit, i get hard from the sound of a kidrum
    Riding down the strip with your diamonds and ??
    Shiny bald head catching sun rays
    Smashing down the strip going backwards down runways
    Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto
    Sounding like i'm riding out a concert at a rap show
    Hit a back street and put the top up
    Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
    I'm so roll with my electric top
    Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, fuck with nuthin
    Let the top just fold up and lay down
    Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
    Everybody knows when short's in town
    Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down

    (whisper) drop the top
    (whisper) just drop the top

    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top
    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top

    Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk
    A thousands hoes walked on i'm still a dogg
    Ain't changed nuthing but the hoe that i'm fucking
    Still riding through the hood all the homies say "was ??"
    Give me my props cause i always rock
    And i still gets cock when the fine hoes jock
    Still smoking indo getting burned out
    Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
    A show
    A hoe smashed back to the o
    Put them bitches on my beeper then pull some mo'
    Cause i bump more hoes than acme
    I guess you bitch can't learn that you just can't mack me
    I'm off of gin and juice
    Don't even introduce
    If you ain't fucking back up cause i'm free to choose
    I want some pussy that could make write a freaky tale
    Drawls back, bootie cracks, bitch in a hotel
    Just to say you got some too short dick
    You wanna show some evidence, don't swallow don't spit
    Cause i bust more nuts than a squirel
    And my dick been in pussies all around the world
    If you had a picture of it and you asked the bitch
    Whats this?
    I bet you say, "too short dick"
    I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
    I say "bitch", slam the beat
    Smash off with my top down

    Just riding with my top down

    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top
    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top

    We rode the ac transit bus
    Selling joints for a dollar, smoking angel dust
    On the way to a house party
    A maybe delux
    Slanging too short tapes
    Making some bucks
    Looking out the window at the mustang and falcon crew
    Asking myself "how can you?"
    Roll like the giants down the foothill strip
    With beats thumping top down bumping a bitch
    Shit i had to have drop
    Didn't care, if i had a volkswagon
    Pick up the beat, had a hoes flaging
    Siding with the top down, lit like a lamp
    Blowing out the amp, trying to bump a tramp
    Most niggers couldn't afford to have a drop top
    So they got they shit cut at the chop shop
    Couldn't tell niggers nuthin way back then
    A lot of niggers died or they went to the pen
    Couldn't even see the homie short bubble
    Bank get fat and my whole account double
    When i walk in a club bitches say "oo god,
    Is that you todd?"
    Me and my homies just who-ride
    And take advantage of a life we never had
    Fuck eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad
    I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down
    Ride with my beats slamming top down

    (whisper) drop the top
    (whisper) just drop the top

    (short) i got my top down

    (whisper) drop the top
    (whisper) just drop the top

    (short) i'm just rolling with my top down

    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top
    (short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
    (short) whatever you call it just drop the top

    (whisper) beyotch

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