"Still Mackin" lyrics

I won't stop
(Biiiiitch)

They call me Sir Too Short
Rappin' is what I do for sport
Still a foul-ass nigga from them Oakland streets
Rappin' over Oakland beats

Like it's '93
Tell a bitch, "Jump in" — she wanna fuck with me
Rollin' up a joint with some Too Short weed
Rollin' up this joint with this Too Short weed

I'm the first one that spit the pimpin' international
I'm an Oakland nigga, I had to
Took that real pimpin' overseas
Rest in peace to my lil' brother Pimp C

We used to break these hoes
Turn 'em upside down and shake these hoes
These new bitches don't want no P
Sellin' that pussy like it's free

I thought you knew, I'm still rappin'
I thought you knew, bitch, I'm still mackin'
It's the 2020s and I'm still rappin'
I'm still rappin'... rappin'

I thought you knew, I'm still rappin'
I thought you knew, bitch, I'm still mackin'
Too Short, baby, on the mic
I'm still rappin', rappin'

They say I got a foul mouth
I'm too controversial
But I am who I am — no actin' and no rehearsal

Niggas wish they could be
Real like me
I done stood the test of time since '85
Tellin' hoes, "Don't fuck for free"

And these bitches still call me daddy
Ridin' in my all-white Caddy
With one, two, three, four baddies
Four, five, six, seven baddies

And they all wanna suck this dick
And they all gon' pay me when they fuck with a trick
'Cause they love when I talk my shit
They say, "Short dawg, can you say 'bitch'?"

(Bitch)

I thought you knew, I'm still rappin'
I thought you knew, bitch, I'm still mackin'
Too Short, baby, on the mic
I'm still rappin', rappin'
(Bitch)