Mack Attack

It's a mack attack, coming from way back My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true Everything they say about Playboy Too I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice From the Eastside baby, Oakland town Can't understand why I'm so down? I'm not a whitewall, I'm a Vogue Like a Zenith wire wheel I roll Got a fresh new beat, made you get freaky It was everything you wanted cause I can't be weak Yeah baby that's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my DJ fresh on wax Put it on the turntable, I got taps It started burning up, wires smoking Had to be the sound coming straight from Oakland $hort Dog, it's a mack attack My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack One young tender lost all hope Slapped her in the face with my donkey rope Another young sucker tried to front my staff Saw it on his face when they broke him in half It was the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true Everything they say about Playboy Too When I say my rhymes, I'm never fake When you start my beat, that's when I break On you, and it don't stop, and it don't stop, and it won't stop Cause I'm Too $hort baby on the microphone and I'm macking Hit it I'm not a wannabe pimp, I never simp Since I started walking I had this limp It was a cool type walk, just like me The Too S-H-O-R-T I might be young, but I spit this game I start it with P, and it ends the same If your brain is lame, remember the name When it's Too $hort baby, ain't nothing plain Dangerous Music on the microphone Makes you wanna break your hip bone Might break your leg, or maybe your back Grooving to hard to my mack attack It's really not easy, you know it's hard Sort of just like my gangster car You know what I mean, Vern? It's like funny I mack legit and make all the money See my capital T on my diamond ring We hook up the beat and love to swing So while you're out there grooving back and forth I want you to scream out "Sir Too $hort" (Sir Too $hort!) Don't stop that rap (Don't stop that rap!) And it's just like that Get busy girls, while I rap I make big money, that ain't no crap When I grab that mic, and spit my rhyme I gotta have an 8 or 909 (BEAT) So I can rock you all night long, (SHE'S) On my tip, she love my song, (HE) Tried to do it but did it wrong, (FREAKS) Want to get my all alone But I'm macking Hit it I finally got a chance to grab my pen And make another rhyme so I can make more ends It's a rush production, not the beat I rushed it out the studio and hit the streets Now I'm rocking one more time Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme But that big fat girl better let that go Before I point right at her say, ("Ho!") I'm riding drop-top Caddy, I don't dip fake I step on the gas then I hit the brake Do it again as I catch the beat You're feeling that bass all down the street Jumped out the car on 9-0 I was wearing all white Capezio Had my 501's, five donkey ropes Couldn't be saved by John the Pope The M-A-C and K, from Oakland, Californ-I-A I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play I'm macking Freak nasty, I like your dance You know it looks good in those pants So damn good, I had to glance Now I'm macking See this gold? I bought it all Now every night you young freaks call You see my car? It's my best friend So if you touch, you'll meet your end Time will tell, just keep it cool Don't play that game, don't be no fool I'll burn rubber all down your block You know what I want so keep the door unlocked I'm coming in baby, don't waste no time It's a mack attack, and now you're mine Dangerous Music is what it seems The reason this floor just met those jeans I was running the game all in your ear You're talking bout love to a stone cold player Girl look good, wanna have that sex Took another look and wanted to break that neck It's a mack attack, coming from way back My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I know it's true The only thing you'll say about Playboy Too Is I'm macking