This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
INTRO
(Bitch!)
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too $hort, Too $hort
REPEAT
Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant straight across your face
to make sure you bitches understand that I'm a pimp-mack-player-ass nigga
Not a gentleman ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin
I know ya starvin bitch what you gone eat?
Just because I feed you up I guess you waitin on me
It ain't goin be that, you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate
Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late
I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining armour
I'm only out to fuck a bitch, fuck tryin to charm her
I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt
No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's worth
Lookin hella good in the club like a ho
Bitch, you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo' drinks
At the bar, fill you up with Long Islands
While I be all in your face tryin to fuck smilin
Cos Short Dawg'll never cater to you hos
And if you ain't fuckin I say "Later" to you hos
So if you bitches gotta plot
You better get gonna get shot fuckin with Short Dawg
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
REPEAT
Bitches be like rabbits swarmin diamonds and carats
See my car, see my house and they think I'm a sheriff
I ain't never been a marked bitch, you too ballsy
Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you lost me
I tell a bitch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll
All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho!
And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck em twice
Cos Short Dawg ain't nuttin nice
Bitch jumped in the car, asks me where we goin?
I'm Shorty the Pimp bitch, you goin hoin
Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
Raged about the pussy, now I'm in the traffic
Now pussy still wet, got my dick in her hand
Lickin all around it, rollin through the flat lands
Take her to my strip, never pussy-whipped
Seein niggas with them bitches, I'd a tossed the pimp
I use to break hos for Scrilla, but now it's down now
I'm makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town bitches
Livin large for a night, turn back into pumpers
When I'm through fuckin, bitches leavin with nothin
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too-Too $hort, Too $hort(Hos can't fuck with me)
(Bitch!)Too $hort
Now break it down to the beat one time!
Ol' School.Tell ya lil' somethin about Shorty
I'm the East Oakland player, lovers are mooshy
I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy
Bitches keep lookin for some Too $hort acts
Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
Bitch might lose her mind if I raw-dig her
Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa richer
No more player, no Shorty the Pimp
I get payed, divert a cheque and get forty per cent
All the homies talkin bad, hair down, walkin sad
Got the broad livin with me, baby sayin "Dad!"
Sex played out and ol'Shorty's bored getting fat!
Then my bitch turn into a rat
I could try to mack again but the bitches won't want me
Cos I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky
Short Dawg is through, people call me Todd Shaw
All the rappers who was fake gonna mic, got raw
Ugly hos playin hard-to-get, sold all my cars
Now I ride the bus and shit
I had a '94 Lexus, Rolexes, I sold it all
Now I can't afford breakfast
I lost everything I worked to be
Never thought I'd be a trick, payin hos to serve me
Shit!Snap back came out of my dream
Shit can really happen if you know what I mean?
But fuck a wife biatch, stay away
Don't wanna own a pussy, keep the babies on lay-away
Bitch thought I robbed it, said it was mine
She didn't know I fucked her with a dildo the whole time
Star-struck bitch seein dollar signs, she think the wad is fine
Playin games so I taught her mine
Tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap
Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
REPEAT
(Bitch!)
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too $hort, Too $hort
REPEAT
Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant straight across your face
to make sure you bitches understand that I'm a pimp-mack-player-ass nigga
Not a gentleman ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin
I know ya starvin bitch what you gone eat?
Just because I feed you up I guess you waitin on me
It ain't goin be that, you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate
Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late
I ain't Romeo, Prince Charming or knight in shining armour
I'm only out to fuck a bitch, fuck tryin to charm her
I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt
No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's worth
Lookin hella good in the club like a ho
Bitch, you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo' drinks
At the bar, fill you up with Long Islands
While I be all in your face tryin to fuck smilin
Cos Short Dawg'll never cater to you hos
And if you ain't fuckin I say "Later" to you hos
So if you bitches gotta plot
You better get gonna get shot fuckin with Short Dawg
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
REPEAT
Bitches be like rabbits swarmin diamonds and carats
See my car, see my house and they think I'm a sheriff
I ain't never been a marked bitch, you too ballsy
Wanna drive my car closed-up, that's when you lost me
I tell a bitch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll
All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho!
And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck em twice
Cos Short Dawg ain't nuttin nice
Bitch jumped in the car, asks me where we goin?
I'm Shorty the Pimp bitch, you goin hoin
Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
Raged about the pussy, now I'm in the traffic
Now pussy still wet, got my dick in her hand
Lickin all around it, rollin through the flat lands
Take her to my strip, never pussy-whipped
Seein niggas with them bitches, I'd a tossed the pimp
I use to break hos for Scrilla, but now it's down now
I'm makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town bitches
Livin large for a night, turn back into pumpers
When I'm through fuckin, bitches leavin with nothin
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
Too-Too $hort, Too $hort(Hos can't fuck with me)
(Bitch!)Too $hort
Now break it down to the beat one time!
Ol' School.Tell ya lil' somethin about Shorty
I'm the East Oakland player, lovers are mooshy
I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy
Bitches keep lookin for some Too $hort acts
Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
Bitch might lose her mind if I raw-dig her
Get pregnant, move her in and make Ma and Pa richer
No more player, no Shorty the Pimp
I get payed, divert a cheque and get forty per cent
All the homies talkin bad, hair down, walkin sad
Got the broad livin with me, baby sayin "Dad!"
Sex played out and ol'Shorty's bored getting fat!
Then my bitch turn into a rat
I could try to mack again but the bitches won't want me
Cos I'm all washed up, broke, fat and funky
Short Dawg is through, people call me Todd Shaw
All the rappers who was fake gonna mic, got raw
Ugly hos playin hard-to-get, sold all my cars
Now I ride the bus and shit
I had a '94 Lexus, Rolexes, I sold it all
Now I can't afford breakfast
I lost everything I worked to be
Never thought I'd be a trick, payin hos to serve me
Shit!Snap back came out of my dream
Shit can really happen if you know what I mean?
But fuck a wife biatch, stay away
Don't wanna own a pussy, keep the babies on lay-away
Bitch thought I robbed it, said it was mine
She didn't know I fucked her with a dildo the whole time
Star-struck bitch seein dollar signs, she think the wad is fine
Playin games so I taught her mine
Tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap
Learnt a lesson from the game that I taught in my rap
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with Too $hort, Too $hort
(Bitch!)
REPEAT
Lyrics submitted by spliphstar
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
Son Şansın - Şarkı Sözleri
Hayalperest
Hayalperest
Cajun Girl
Little Feat
Little Feat
Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
I Can't Go To Sleep
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
This song is written as the perspective of the boys in the street, as a whole, and what path they are going to choose as they get older and grow into men. (This is why the music video takes place in an orphanage.) The seen, and unseen collective suffering is imbedded in the boys’ mind, consciously or subconsciously, and is haunting them. Which path will the boys choose? Issac Hayes is the voice of reason, maybe God, the angel on his shoulder, or the voice of his forefathers from beyond the grave who can see the big picture and are pleading with the boys not to continue the violence and pattern of killing their brothers, but to rise above. The most beautiful song and has so many levels. Racism towards African Americans in America would not exist if everyone sat down and listened to this song and understood the history behind the words. The power, fear, pleading in RZA and Ghostface voices are genuine and powerful. Issac Hayes’ strong voice makes the perfect strong father figure, who is possibly from beyond the grave.
Blue
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Blue” is a song about a love that is persisting in the discomfort of the person experiencing the emotion. Ed Sheeran reflects on love lost, and although he wishes his former partner find happiness, he cannot but admit his feelings are still very much there. He expresses the realization that he might never find another on this stringed instrumental by Aaron Dessner.
Amazing
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran tells a story of unsuccessfully trying to feel “Amazing.” This track is about the being weighed down by emotional stress despite valiant attempts to find some positivity in the situation. This track was written by Ed Sheeran from the perspective of his friend. From the track, we see this person fall deeper into the negative thoughts and slide further down the path of mental torment with every lyric.