The Loot
Too Short, Too $hort, Ant Banks
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[Ant Banks] Yeah, we got my nigga Short Dog in the motherfucking house Telling why'all niggas about that loot Cause you don't know nothing about that, you know? Do it to 'em [Too $hort] I used to be a broke-ass nigga from the Oaktown Remember Too $hort? Bitch I ain't broke now I sold 6 million albums since I got my start I be all up and down them Billboard charts That shit is easy, fucking with the Dangerous Crew And kick back while I tell you about making the loot Get in where you fit if you making it fast Cause a real motherfuck might check your ass Take all your loot, kick down your door The word got around you's a bitch-ass hoe Hanging with these same ass niggas that owe you cash That won't pay your ass Them niggas just owe you for life Be all in your face every day and night If you'd have broke their ass off years ago For fucking off all them counts of dough You wouldn't be a broke-ass nigga today (I'm a get that shit back) Well I'd figure you'd say that Cause you go way back, rewind and play it back You just a fat fucking needle in the haystack They should've just named you jack Cause you ain't never gonna get that back So reminice on the things you had Cause you having money was just a fad [Ant Banks] That's right (Bitch) Either roll thick, or suck a fat dick (Gotta get my loot) And niggas can't f*ck with that (Gotta get my loot) [Too $hort] You working every day and can't never gat ahead in life Stop punking out running cause you're scared to fight You hang with nine broke niggas, you know the rest Kiss a fake nigga ass and give a hoe respect Lying all the time about your cash flow And talking about shit that you think you know Well motherfucker if you only knew You made the next nigga rich while he stole your loot You've been hoeing so long I bet you feel like a bitch Why can't niggas like you get rich? Cause you gotta be a hustler, can't be a buster You ever get a ho, nigga, please don't trust her Used to be rapping, now you slanging dope Stressing so hard you want to hang your hope Dreamed of owning a house, maybe two or three cars Come up like a motherfucking movie star But the shit ain't happened yet And I'm an old-school rappin' vet You trying to get your loot, I say you ain't some Niggas get their cash, and some can't Short Dog on the mic, watch me gank this bitch All that shit you doing, boy you can't get rich But don't give up, just stop faking the shit Get off your ass and start making it, biiiitch! [Ant Banks] That's right (Bitch) Either roll thick, or suck a fat dick (Gotta get my loot) And niggas can't f*ck with that, you know? (Gotta get my loot)
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Written by: A. BANKS, B. COLLINS, B. WORRELL, G. CLINTON JR., T. SHAW
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