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B
Wuz up
Ai, y'know they been waitin' on ol' school game
Let's bring that back
Like one thru five?
nigga, just like we use to do it
Well, check out

Is the
what?
A rat-haired

I was sittin' at my home, all
'bout bitches I use to bone
Tight bitches, I can't deny
bitches, I can't lie
The bitch had is all I know
Only 18 but looked
Her was Bitch, class of '92
High and the shit was cool
Took her to my house, was gone
Turned off the light, the phone
The said, "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I do"

I dropped my drawers, dick all
She believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the like a ATM
G'd the bitch the one and only
two nuts and called her phony
She couldn't believe I said
The next thing you she was on my head
the dick like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired bitch me cum
B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got

'Cos
the shit
Like
A nasty

I like to a nasty bitch
big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick sucked
don't give a fuck
'Cos real players run that
I fuck that bitch she won't be the same
'Cos Short Dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for about 30
Real player-like, to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin' a
Stop fuckin', still
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't nuttin' a nasty bitch
all fast and shit
Bitch just to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin' in
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, what happened?
She sucked my dick while I was
I just resist
I hold back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
Like
A motherfuckin'

My Copue is all white
Yes, bitch, it's hella
blue velvet, gameless game
White on wit tha gold thangs
Bounce to the spot, check my
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on every time I ride
A long haired bitch on the passenger
on the cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's
Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a don't sleep

A mack, that's what I am
Taxin' a bitch like Sam
She pays the tax, Fred the pimp
16 G's put the in
No ordinary game, just give it and
East Oakland be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was
on the bitch and now she knows
Fred baby, the game is fat
Ask these bitches, I'm a

Is like vogues
Like
hos

Breakin hos day and
They me, '$horty the Pimp', my game is tight
I do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, mack
So break yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll take wealth
'Cos that's what I was to do
Break these bitches, get fool
Y'know Short ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't her
'Cos the game is
Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin' ya

So you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my
While I break you
Tell a story 'bout ridin' bitches
'Bout these ass niggas from the O
We just what to do with a ho
her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get
You a pimp, bitch give me a call
I drop the top in my El

'Cos
It's the
what?
Like a

Ai, Dawg?
Wuz up
I ain't smokin' no dank wit no more bitches
naw nigga
Bitch smoke a 20 sack, so got to spend 20

If the wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
She do me, you and the whole crew
And my PO too
Hey, y'know Freddy B
What's baby?
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, High School
We the two niggas who invented the word, Beeyatch,