Can`t Stay Away lyrics

Artist  : Too $hort 
Song : Can`t Stay Away



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Intro:

Yeah thats right baby
You
rolling to the sounds of Too $hort
Album #11
(Just Can't Stay Away)
You knew I couldn't
stay away (can't stay away)
Dedicated to the
funk baby
Thats how we do this we been doing
this

Verse One:
So I made a new
album
Fresh out of retirement
I can't stay
away I'm ready to ride again
I could do it for
the money I'd rather do it for the fans
Break
out my old caddy, I'd knew he'd understand
See
I don't stop rapping, so how could I retire
I
had to re negotate, Cause the stakes were getting
higher
Lawsuits and jail, partnerships
fail
Didn't have a drivers lisence, so I was
always making bail
Three years ago I told
y'all I'd get my scrill
They gave a nigga
millions with the same shit deal
You know I
gotta live so I might as well learn
I'd be the
first motherfucker to tell you I got burned
So
I retired, started all over again
I put the
game down like an Oakland pimp (Oakland
pimp)
And now I get payed like the
NBA
First class on that ass,every game we
play
Fuck your attitude bitch, you ain't
hurting me
I'm felling to cool, I'm rolling
three times *?berkely?*
You can get your ass
out and walk home
I'll find another young
broud and get my fuck on
So please don't trip,
in my cadillac bitch
Maybe some other time
cause I ain't having that shit
Right now I'm
about to lean to the left
Wipe that frown off
your face bitch I mean what I said
I'm bout to
bump this beat, I'm wasting time talking
Keep
fucking with me and they goin find their ass
walking
I'm to the next level, but I keep on
rapping
This shit I be doing just ain't
suppose to happen
What you know about the
motherfuking east side connection
Hitting
backstreets in my motherfucking oldschool
flexing
Niggas on the eastside we ain't no
punks
Made em get four way stop signs and
speedbumps
Always highspeed chasing everyday
and night
They call me $ir Too $hort bitch you
better say it right
I had to look past rap
music and R&B
I be a leader and watch this
niggas follow me
I could be 40, album 15 it
wouldn't matter
I probably got way more rhymes
then all you rappers
I know i got more songs
then you ever made
I stayed on the charts and
I stayed paid
So don't around me bragging
about the shit you achieved
Cause I know
excalty what you and me need
To be in two
different places all the time
I ain't
concerned with yours so stay the fuck up out of
mine
I own all my shit so you can't destoy it
or enjoy it
unless I say so and motherfuckers
better know it
If you living really good it
ain't nuttin but fate
I love to see a new
rapper doing something great
When I hear a
funky base line I always pay attention
I spit
these pimp ass rhymes cause hoes love the
way
I mention pimp shit all the time
18
years of making music, I bring square bitches to
my house
and watch her straight get loose wit
it
Too $hort baby can't never stop
funking
I've been doing this for years and I
got hella songs that bumping
All you hang
around along time, One hit happen
Got no love
for this rap music, you need to stop rapping
I
thought you was jealous of my bitches and
cars
But you just mad that your shit ain't
hitting like ours
Thats whats real about this
beats I tell all my freaks
At the studio,
bitch don't bother me
Its all about the funk,
live bass
Trinity, infancy JB28 and dump some
chords with the vintage key
You hear what I'm
saying, learn from my example
Break out the
instruments and stay away from the samples
Get
your publishing for everything you
right
Instead of selling it keep it for the
rest of your life
So just take my advice and
don't quit
Cause if you do, you won't get
shit, beyatch

Outro:

$hort Dawg on
the motherfucking microphone spitting that real
game
Album # 11, Just can't stay away
Its
on, Once again its on
Too $hort records, in
Platinum we trust, believe that