When we touchdown There's no need to ask me, okay Everybody know them Southern boys love that bass Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, Louisiana Mississippi,
wanna say it's just my time Brothers like me had to work for mine Eight years on the mike and I'm not jokin' Sir Too Short comin' straight from Oakland California, home
$hort See, I'm fresh like always, I'm comin' at you And you know I won't stop till I'm through So get on it, now is the time Too $hort, baby's gonna
, dont mean no harm (No) Hey baby girl, you're a shining star, So let's make a movie and play your part You're looking ready, to free your soul So come home
fixin to rain and Im comin through and Im steady sittin sideways my way, have to do it Friday Im comin, Im comin aint gone lie, say Im comin grill witha
, made me the hustler I am today The grinder, the baller, the gangster I am today, mayne Lot of people got opinions and issues and problems with What they see comin
on top of all that, I think her sister wanted to do me But Keisha was exotic, and Cease my witness She said, "Daddy, when you comin back to hit this?" When I went home
of the Flintstones They got a Benz with rocks and dark tints homes Kitted out, VVS the whole bit People screamin' on Fred and sayin', oh shit And then my man Fred came home
well come on baby you want me to cross the border? well come on baby (Boobonic) They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones and aye, the AK tear bones, Homes
step into the danger zone Might as well go ahead and call the cops Cause them loud ass next door neighbors is home Yeah, and we comin' to tear the block
with red lights Sponsored by Dial soap and a Heineken The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again Roadie cases for eight months, Samsonite suitcases Rappers comin' home
you know it ain't right, got a man at home But tonight he the type that'll (Make you do wrong) I don't know what you talkin' 'bout Baby, whyon'tcha go
a cab home You takin mad long getcha bags gone I ain't got a dime for you time for me pass on Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin The honeyz
the new year off, ya dig? One for the treble, two for the bass Come on everybody, lets rock this place One for the treble, two for the bass Come on
year off, ya dig? One for the treble, two for the bass, Comeon everybody, lets rock this place One for the treble, two for the bass, Comeon everybody
it comin', baby Gitty up baby, say what (Gitty up, gitty up) Give me all that you got, baby, don't stop Keep it comin' strong, make it hot, say what Gitty up baby
dip baby, Woo-woo Come take a trip baby, Woo-woo From Alizay, Woo-woo, Jay be, Woo-woo Jay be on the way come on and ride that thang, baby [Chorus] [