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Pimpology Lyrics - Short Dog's In The House - Too $hort

All we want is the money 

I keep 'em bro wake up one morning 

And, with some money to spend, they go crazy 

 

I'm goin' to tell you a story in stereo 

About the pimping game, that you should know 

But if you don't, it's alright 

'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night 

 

When I was 3 years old 

Straight pimp game I was told 

My daddy sent me to pimp school 

In this man's world, you can't be no fool 

 

If a pimp is what you wanna be 

You're gonna have to learn pimpology 

Pimpology a pimp's profession 

Can't be effected by the great depression 

 

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So if you want to be giant sized 

Come to my school get pimp-matized 

In your school, what do they teach? 

English, math, and history 

 

Pimpin' game, you can learn 

And if you do, you will earn 

A pimp diploma, just for you 

For learning what you're taught when you come to school 

 

Lesson 1, you should know 

Never fall in love, with your ho 

Lesson 2 tells you to do only one thing 

Act cool 

 

Lesson 3 

Don't be a trick if she's poor, if she's rich 

If your game is soft or hard 

It shouldn't take long to break the broad 

 

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Lesson 4 

Keep ya ho, it's the most important thing to know 

'Cause I pimp or die, I'm like the mack 

Riding around Oakland in a Cadillac 

 

But on the other hand, if you can't pimp 

And the hos keep treating you like a simp 

I don't know what to say about you boys 

You better go to the store and buy some toys 

 

'Cause you can't play this game 

Next time you hear grown folks talking, shut the fuck up y' hear? 

 

Now you heard my story in stereo 

'Bout the pimpin' game, that you should know 

And if you don't, it's alright 

'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to ya all damn night 

 

I'm short dog, ain't nothin' nice 

I never rap fake when I'm on the mic 

I ride around town in a clean Benz 

Never ever frontin' on my real cool friends 

 

My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull 

I drink old English, and I do get full 

If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap 

'Cause other M C's can't rock like that 

 

My music flows like Domino's 

I pimp these hoes that's how it goes 

Tenders on my beeper all day and night 

I'm a true Blue Player homeboy that's right 

 

O A K L A N D 

That's where I rain, top dog MC 

Too short, baby, on the microphone 

I work more tails, I don't take freaks home 

 

Man, they start trippin' when they think your rich 

Met her yesterday all on my tip 

It's not hard to believe but that's how it goes 

I'm burnin' rubber on these hoes like vogues 

 

Check out my style, baby don't stop 

If you can't call me short, just call me dog 

Black is my color, I have no other nothing else will do 

I've got a black car, black bed, black TV 

 

I've even got a silk black suit 

Dangerous music, and a dangerous crew 

Oakland, California, and the Playboy too 

West coast rappin' all over the place 

 

Too short, baby, all in your face 

I rap so hard you can't stop me 

My last album sold a million copies 

Me and the Maestro, layin' the beat 

 

DJ scratches from my homeboy pete 

Dangerous music is what you hear 

A new L P, every year 

You know we rollin', can't be fakin' 

 

We come through, and all your girls, we're takin' 

You know we're rollin' don't do no simpin' 

Oaktown players, strictly pimpin', baby 

My name is short just what you've been lookin' for 

 

Sending young tenders on a wild goose chase 

Up in the hills, tryin' to find my place 

Gettin' lost, gettin' tossed, gettin' found and clowned 

Every time you see short baby, you get down 

 

'Cause the raps I make are the raps you like 

The way sir too short rocks the mic 

It's a one of a kind, rapping style 

Have the freaks in the crowd, goin' wild 

 

For when I spit my rhyme, I just don't quit 

Grab the microphone, and just make me rich 

It was $35, 000, $35, 000 cash money? 

No, I get 1, $35, 000 plus 1, right? The one I gave you? 

 

No, I gave you 6 alright I had 1 

Now $35, 000 plus 6 right 

Now $35, 000 plus 1, plus 6 makes 7 

$35, 000 plus 7, right, mothafucker, can you buy that? 

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