Just another night, Another practice, Same old town, Same old time. Cruisin' in the car with the radio on, I wouldn't have it, Any other way.... Just
I saw your face across the crowded room, And I knew you were the one for me, I saw your face across the crowded room, And I believed in destiny....
It's one of these days when the sun is shining And the sky it is so blue And the birds are whistling The happiest of tunes The sky is blue and the grass
Am I not pretty enough Is my heart too broken Do I cry too much Am I too outspoken Don't I make you laugh Should I try it harder Why do you see right
I could stay all night in this car park with you in my arms watch the street lights fade we could count the stars one by one tonight everyone's asleep
me in the car by my face That was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived They took turns, one would beat me while the other one was driving I
Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they
Thugs? Hell yeah Bone Thugs Man them niggas broke up a long time ago Nigga what the fuck you talking 'bout? Mmm huu Shit nigga I'll tell you one thing
one else to blame, fuck it blame it on my mother When I was growin up nobody seemed to give a shit And that's what makes me one hard son of a bitch Since
when you niggaz start plottin' Us country niggaz start mobbin', mobbin' I'm 'bout my paper, these other niggaz slang for the sport Like unaware tomorrow ain't promised, the game is too short
shit they came wit rollin' hard You try to serve me, you'll get served wit' no regard I'm on a all night flight Swingin' these others, got these cluckers
man 'Cause we gettin' our money on That's right, Short Dog in the house P Diddy in the house Short Records, Bad Boy Yeah, that's right Too Short, Too Short
ta choose one Now some of the ways to get paid out is running your mouth That street life will keep me tight, I'm talking 'bout Getting green, dolla, dolla
that I finally did this shit I'm makin' one more album and then I quit And only one thing could make me say I'm not And that's one million dollars on
relaxin If I bust a Ben Frank' get some Andrew Jacksons Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill You know the math, let's make a deal On the one dollar
pimp money One thing's for sure, I won't give it to a hoe I throw a bitch in the god damn trunk And start slamming that Oakland funk Short Dogg's in
the scene Buck-toothed freaks hit 3:15 Pull out with one ditch the other I jumped in my ride and I burnt rubber Party time, get busy, Too Short She's the one
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
