It`s Alright lyrics

Artist  : Too $hort 
Song : It`s Alright



 Send "It`s Alright" Ringtone to your Cell 

 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'.