Testi:
One Dollar Short The Letter

had written me a letter To expect it any day now I ask you for all the clues You told me i'd have to wait and see For delivery of your words to me Today is letter

borrow your car Gonna go far, with charisma and skill Until they put my face on a million dollar bill Atmosphere, it's just a ten letter word Discretion

me dirty letter's, she's a freak pen pal I got a bitch I been knowing way before this rap shit And she don't call me Dolla she be screaming my government

hoes before you read them Watch your back for them rats that set niggas up to keep they freedom It takes 365 days for the earth to spin one time But it only takes one

feeling, that would have to be one And mathmatically, me plus you equals none... -Rappin 4 Tay- I am the rapper that they call 4 tay I'm gon tell you like my homie Short

what you dream When I say too short, you know what I mean You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me Your lame game, really insults me Your name is Too Short

I fight the feeling, that would have to be one And mathematically, me plus you equals none I am the rapper that they call 4 Tay I'm gon tell you like my homie Short

large Someday im gonna stop tryin to borrow your car Gonna go far, with charisma and skill Until they put my face on a million dollar bill Atmosphere, its just a ten letter

chicks, some kinky shit Did dirt now I knew it would come back one day So I'm on point, scrap, prepare for gun play Stared at one face, thought it was