โหลดเพลง mp3 Don't Fight the Feelin' - Too $hort

Don't Fight The Feelin' - Too $hort
Written by：Todd Anthony Shaw

Say h** yeah you

Can I ask you a question

You like to f**k

Oh you don't want me to talk to you like that

Will you like to make love

I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good and your so fine
Young tender would you be mine
I get you in my car drive you to my house
'Cuz I'm a Mack I cold turn you out
I won't ask and I sure won't beg
Reach right over and rub your leg
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties straight go to work
What time is it don't watch the clock
Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock
Funky fresh I am and I always can freak nasty

I'm the man I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy you any d**n thing that you want
You want flowers I'll buy your a** a rose
But later on you're coming off with them pantyhose
You want gold girl what's next
It's me and you doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby I can't wait two weeks
I want it all don't say I won't
Get it girl now I'm telling you don't

Niggle please you provoke no feeling
You must've forgot the girls of whom you're dealing
We haven't the urge to get busy
Like those dizzy Lizzy who used to dance for you your through
I can't put it more blunt your vocab is restricted
You're addicted to the words you inflicted
Time after time line after line
Talking 'bout the b**ches that are on your mind
Do they call you short because of your height or your weight
Diss me boy I'll hang your balls from a cliff
Wrapped around a slinky your a dinky
It's an easy task to the corner 'cause the curb didn't want your a**
Your name is 'yuck mouth' you don't brush
Gotta cover your mouth like this
They call you 'yuck mouth'
You refuse to brush no sweetheart you can keep that kiss
You're a freak with no tale
You have no a** class you can't pass your simply trash
You're a typical Niggle the kind you don't take home
Tights and barbie from the dangerous zone
Like a short dog that carries fleas
You make my a** itch twitch don't you wish you could scratch it
And grab it like you want it
The name fits 'cause your all up on it

Get mad if you want I won't front
When it's time to hump won't be no punk
Roll your a** over and tap the butt

Too Short baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pu**y wet
It's just a freaky note from me to you
At the bottom I signed it playboy to
I'm a player b**ch I thought you knew
Like every other Niggle in my crew
I bump h**s now it's your turn
Tell me young tender when will you learn
I cold Mack like pimps you know
Won't sell you d**e or sell you blow
Just your average everyday straight bump up b**ch

My gold rings come from Spitz
Look baby you know what I want

You're acting like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding can't think about sex

Irritated by your textbook
We don't need to kiss we don't have to f**k
I'll pull out my dick b**ch you can suck
Now here don't say I won't
Get it girl now I'm telling you don't

Punk I'm not a tease I'm not a skeeter
And most definitely not a dick pleader
You dreaming and scheming and Fielding for my lust
You don't have enough for you I feel disgust
Wait small thing I hate
For goodness sake's if I wanted someone small I would masturbate
I'm not talking 'bout your height weight or what you dream
When I say too short you know what I mean
You see I need man not a boy to approach me
Your lame game really insults me
Your name is too short or shall I say 'too skinny'
If size were money honey you wouldn't have a penny
Little boy you're not a player I'm your savior
To try to get at me shows your bodacious behavior
I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level
Your mother should have hung you from her umbilical cord
If she would have known your mission
Okay little boy here's a proposition
You wanna bit of danger step you to my zone
You call yourself a dog that how I'll send you home
With your tail between your legs screeching and whining
Jealous of you got some Niggle please you're lying
Cause I fight the feeling that would have to be one
And mathematically me plus you equals none

I am the rapper that they call 4 tay
I'm gon' tell you like my homie short dog would say
H**s in the world trying to play it sweet
Knowing d**n well that they wanna freak
Some do this for maybe a week

And then it's cool to get up under the sheets
Trying to work that thang but she said no
That's about as far as it's going to go
So I toss and turn to make it loose
Finally she feels the act right juice
Some of you h**s say oh that's nasty
Back of your coat say sweet and sassy
24 deep that's how you sleep
Undercover freak every day of the week
You see some of you freaks just need to quit it
Playing that role like you ain't with it
The rest of you freaks just won't admit it
Especially when you know just who can get it
Ain't nobody tripping 'cuz I know I'm right
You could be black or you could be white
For a black girl it really don't take too long
But a white girl's always tryin' to turn ya on
With a little squeeze but it's just a tease
Give her some time she'll be on her knees
Then I'll pick her up so I can work the butt
Baby I just wanna try to bust a nut
But don't get me wrong 'cause you started it all
Coming to my house in a camisole
But when it's time for me to shove
Then you front on all that love
First you said that I deserve it
Now you fight don't want to serve it
Gave it some time so make up your mind
Don't fight the feeling it's time to unwind
You was talking 'bout you gonna give my some
But I'm rappin'4 tay it don't make me numb

Yeah man the little h**s got ill

So now it's time to get way to real

I know they never have some real dick
They need to quit talking that childish sh*t
You wanna rank h** go get your bank h**

My little dick'll have you screaming though
Because when it comes to sex you don't know what's up

You're still playing that finger f**k
See I'm a grown man I bust some young cock out
I like big butts not big mouths
I know some little girls'll break you down in bed
Pull your drawers down give you some head
But little girl you wanna have some fun
You better go to magic mountain 'cuz your way too young
So at this point I can't really say sh*t
Ain't dropping no lines I'll just call you a b**ch blotchy