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B
Wuz up
Ai, y'know they been waitin' on this ol' school
Let's bring that back
game one thru five?
Yeah nigga, just we use to do it
Well, this out

Is the
what?
A rat-haired

I was sittin' at my home, all
Thinkin' 'bout bitches I use to
Tight young bitches, I deny
bitches, I can't lie
The had body is all I know
Only 18 but looked
Her name was Bitch, of '92
High and the shit was cool
Took her to my house, was gone
off the light, unplugged the phone
The said, "Fred, I hearda you
you want, I will do"

I dropped my drawers, all swoll
She couldn't the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I the bitch like a ATM
G'd the bitch like the one and
two nuts and called her phony
She believe what I said
The thing you know she was on my head
Suckin' the dick like suppose to be done
Rat-haired make me cum
B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got

game
That's the
what?
A bitch

I like to fuck a bitch
big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick sucked
don't give a fuck
'Cos real run that game
When I fuck that bitch she won't be the
'Cos when Dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for about 30
Real player-like, to the point
a nut while I'm smokin' a joint
Stop fuckin', smokin'
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't nuttin' like a nasty
Acting all fast and
Bitch love to flirt
When I see her at the club, be puttin' in work
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, y'know what
She my dick while I was rappin'
I just resist
I couldn't back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
Like
A mack

My DeVille is all white
Yes, bitch, it's tight
Crush velvet, gameless game
White on wit tha gold thangs
Bounce to the spot, my crap
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on heat time I ride
A long haired on the passenger side
Mackin' on the cellular
I can't be stopped, 50 G's
Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a bitch sleep

A mack, that's what I am
Taxin' a bitch like Sam
She pays the tax, Fred the pimp
16 G's put the in
No ordinary game, give it and take
Oakland can't be fake
I the bitch, the money was short
Macked on the bitch and now she
Fred baby, the game is fat
Ask bitches, I'm a mack

Is like vogues
Like
hos

Breakin hos day and
call me, '$horty the Pimp', my game is tight
I never do hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, mack
So bitch yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll take wealth
'Cos what I was raised to do
Break bitches, get payed fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and
Any bitch I get, you take her
'Cos the game is
Bet'cha momma say I'm ya true

So you pay the man
Hundred dollar all in my hand
While I break you
Tell a story ridin' with bitches
'Bout these ass niggas from the O
We just what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get
Where the hos get
You a pimp, bitch give me a call
I the top in my El Dawg

game
It's the
what?
Like a

Ai, Short
Wuz up
I ain't smokin' no more dank wit no more
Hell naw
Bitch wanna a 20 sack, so got to spend 20

If the wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
She gotta do me, you and the whole
And my PO too
Hey, y'know Freddy B
What's that
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, High School
We the two niggas who the word, Beeyatch, beeyatch