It's alright lyrics

Artist  : Too short 
Song : It's alright
 
featuring  UGK

Too Short:
I love things about you (it's alright) you got it
going on
I'm not in love and this is not a love song, but
you've been down for so long
You should never be wrong, I know it's all my
fault
My mind been gone, I'm always on the chase
Lipstick on my face, when I get home
You gotta get on my case, cause I've been fuckin'
up
Coming home smelling like her, I can't fuck it up
Call your mama tell her how it hurts, tell her
I'm a dog, but don't say that's all
I came in first place at the players ball, and
now I got my skrill on
My new grill on, put you through some shit girl
But I know you're real strong, you say I never
find a real one like you
But I never take the time to feel like you, I put
the game down
The way it's suppose to be, don't be a punk ass
bitch, just get open with me

Too Short talking: 
Cause  I'm a real player. A-yo Pimp C I don't
think they feel us.

Pimp C:
There's a very thin line between love and hate
And there's a very thin line between a fuck and a
date
Girl you know when I was hollering at you
I want to hit, I ain't got time to get caught up
over a girl and lose my grip
I'm screaming 'Steady pimp' you steady trying a
change me
Running that game your mama taught you, bitch
that shit don't faze me
Say bitch I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen again
But all that shit your cousin toldyou has gone in
the wind
Just cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
Like I'm a trick I'm a let you have half of
everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm trying to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too Short, baby
lady friends
Talking bout your sister saw me with a brand new
bitch at the club
Coming at me wiht high school shit, bitch you
must be in love 
Space Age, new faze, I done payed the price
Hoping you ain't bout to rip my stable, she said
I'm shift
But bitch that's alright 

Pimp C talking:
You can keep your funky ass pussy, you know what
I'm saying? Straight up.
 
What's up Short?

Too Short:
Shit go back to pimpology man. These hoe know
it's alright though and if
they don't Bun will let them know.

Bun B:
Baby you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting
crucial like dope
I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all
hope
Cause you've obviously flipped your lid, but
what's done is did
I'm putting youup for sale for the highest bid
Or an ass from kid shit, you got me twist-ed
Little Bun won't be another statist-ic, this love
affair went ballist-ic
Puttin' them messy ass hoes up in my mix like
Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun juiced like
mystic
Nigga believe me shit's thick, loves lost
nothing's gained but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you can't tame, a wild
animal
Feeding lettece to a cannibal, make a grown man
wear goranibals
And I can't handle, bullshit that's unnessessary
You can't handle being with a G, I guess it's
scary
It's the very thing that put us together
seperated us
Player hated us, and things will never be the way
it was
I hate to say it cause, but find another shoulder
to cry on
Stop gettin' your lie on, baby it's alright

Too Short talking:
I wanna dedicate this song to my bitch, quit
tripping and bring your ass
home, baby I love you, al long as you got my
money

Pimp C talking:
You know what I'm saying? It's 199 reits, know
what I'm sayin', straight up
pimpin', you know what I'm talking about, I'm
trying to see some papers,
some dead ones.

Bun B talking:
Some real shit going on, you know what I'm
saying? This is Big Bun and I'm
out with my nigga Short and my nigga Pimp C. You
know how players is with
bitches on your dick.

Pimp C talking:
Pimping ain't dead, they just scared you know
what I'm talking about?
What's up Short?

Too Short:
Ain't no love bitch (ha ha ha ha) Beeotch. Tell
them motherfuckers at Jive
to quit trippin'.