Shittin' On 'em Lyrics - Get Off The Stage - Too $hort

[Too $hort] 

I'm a legend in the game, you can't replace me 

I'm drivin' this car, don't try to race me 

You'll never win, I came straight from the coastline 

I got the most albums and the most rhymes 

I could die and you still won't catch up 

How you gonna step up when you let them little heffers 

dig in your pocket while they suckin' on your left nut 

You a soldier? Nigga I'm a vet, what 

I'm old school with a new style 

Girls hear me rap and act too wild 

But that's how I like 'em, what you wanna do now? 

Get you all alone girl and turn you out 

You want a man that do all he can 

Hold your hand, and take you to the promise land 

But I refuse to help you get there 

(Good luck) I hope you choose on the best player 

[Chorus] 

Shittin' on 'em 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em beotch! 

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[Too $hort] 

She said I'm too old, get fucked it's too late 

She said tell $hort it's a new day 

Bitch I say fuck what you say 

I'm from the Old Bay and the New Bay 

When you make the wrong choice, who you gon' blame? 

I'm all in your ear tellin' you the wrong thing 

But you listen anyway, buyin' the dream 

You know about us pimps, we be lyin' and things 

I don't wanna fight for the bitch Joe 

It's all about the game, and who can spit the most 

I'm never too faded to hustle 

Ball up my fists, and make a muscle 

I stay strapped, I don't wanna tustle 

Fake ass bodyguard nigga wanna wrestle 

Cause you think she's likin' me? 

She's goin' hella stupid on this hyphy beat? 

And now you wanna fight with me? 

Make me mad, and I'ma fuck your wife-to-be 

I'm from the Eastside where the Raiders play 

Where you get your game from? I say the Bay 

You think I'll square up? You can't be hopin' 

I'm hard on a bitch, I was trained in Oakland 

I never turned in my player card 

Ask anybody, they'll say I'm hard 

I'm shittin' on 'em 

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[Chorus] 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em beotch! 

[Too $hort] 

You so horny, tryin' to find you a bitch mayne 

I'm hustlin', I gotta stay rich mayne 

You friendly, like to buy hoes gifts 

But I'm mean, I hit 'em with the closed fist 

You a sucka, take a bitch on a trip 

I kick back, and send a bitch to go get my stack 

And you'll never do that 

You're weak for a bitch, you better move back 

Why they always use you? 

Cause you pay 'em, that's what they used to 

Man bitches everywhere 

Treat niggaz like you like teddy bears 

You'll get to feel on her and touch her 

You always with her but you still ain't fucked her 

You fell in love with the bitch last summer 

I fucked a few times then dumped her 

You tricks, always tryin' to find you a better hoe 

I told you, never put the pussy on a pedestal 

Them nasty little cum freaks, F 'em 

If they wasn't bout the money I left 'em 

Burn rubber, I'm drivin' fast 

That's my new motto 'cause it's time to smash 

I flew past still givin' it gas 

Made a right turn, swingin' the ass 

I'm shittin' on 'em 

[Chorus] 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em... 

I'm shittin' on 'em beotch!