[Intro - Too $hort]

Yeah from Oakland California all the way to Canada baby Its Too $hort in the house with Merkules Bitch

[Chorus]

You know that you fuckin with some real ones

This the type of shit that make you feel somethin

Yeah yeah yeah

We dont give a fuck about that fake shit

Crack open the bottle then ill face it

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit

She might drop it low when the bass hit

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Everybodys white girl wasted

I got alot of friends in odd places

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1 - Merkules]

Thеse mother fuckers thought thеy had it raised

Til i pull up at your party like who wanna catch a fade

Bitch i came up from the bottom and got paid

So im tryna turn up until im fallin on my face

I really wish a mother fucker would try me

Ain't gettin in with no ID, No No No

Imma turn this bitch into a crime scene

All you hear is gun shots firin (badum bum bum)

She told me im a blacked out mess

If the partys over we can hit the trap house next

Im the beast in the east and im the man out west

Its been three days straight and i ain't pass out yet

If last night was a movie, that means tonight will be the sequel

I like being sober as much as i like to see my PO

Me and Too $hort at the casino blowin G notes

I just cock back, then i reload

[Chorus]

You know that you fuckin with some real ones

This the type of shit that make you feel somethin

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

We dont give a fuck about that fake shit

Crack open the bottle then ill face it

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit

She might drop it low when the bass hit

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Everybodys white girl wasted

I got alot of friends in odd places

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 2 - Too $hort]

Im still livin that pimp life

You wonder why you never got an invite

Cause she was squarin from nowhere, you not a player

By the time you get in, we up outta here

Bitch said we met before

She hella fine, but i dont recognize that whore

She got mad and said fuck this shit

Cause i forgot about the night she sucked my dick

And drank my sperm and let me hit

Then i dipped, and didn't even call a bitch

Its just another day for a real one

They call me Too $hort ain't nothin wrong with a little fun bitch

[Chorus]

You know that you fuckin with some real ones

This the type of shit that make you feel somethin

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

We dont give a fuck about that fake shit

Crack open the bottle then ill face it

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Bitch you know i grew up on that bass shit

She might drop it low when the bass hit

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Everybodys white girl wasted

I got alot of friends in odd places

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah