Burn Rubber On a Bitch - Too Short

Ain’t nothin' changed

Still on 'em

$hort $hort

I need that

Still burnin' rubber on these bitches

Bitch

I burn rubber on a bitch and I’m out

Don’t ask me what this is about (What's that?)

She ain’t gon' see me again

Do it on her own, see if she could win

I’m a champ, I celebrate

Stay the fuck away from me, you hella fake

I don’t care if it don’t seem fair

And you don’t get it, you ain’t no team player, bitch

If I ain’t wit' it

I’m inside her mind but I ain’t tryna hit it

She wants sex, she wanna do me

Money comin' in, I said, «Bitch, give it to me»

If I let her keep it, she gon' spend it

I’ma take it all and I’ma keep on pimpin'

You think I got a lotta women?

(Hell yeah)

You wonder why I keep havin' auditions?

Bitch

Burnin' rubber on a bitch

Burn rubber, I burn rubber, I burn rubber

Burn rubber on that bitch

Burnin' rubber on a bitch

Burn rubber, burn rubber on that bitch

Burn rubber, she ain’t got my shit

And just like that, she’s not my bitch

It ain’t about money — what is it?

I don’t wanna talk, bitch, it ain’t about business

Tell me some shit I don’t wanna hear

I gotta make a run, I’ll be gone for a year

And when I’m gone, better be on your grind

Don’t be lyin', 'cause bitch, I could read your mind

And when I’m back, I need all mine

She been stackin' that shit for a long time

It’s Too $hort, it’s like that

I send her to track, she gon' run it right back

Burnin' rubber on a bitch

Burn rubber, I burn rubber, I burn rubber

Burn rubber on that bitch

Burnin' rubber on a bitch

Burn rubber, burn rubber, burn rubber on that bitch