Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan - Too Short lyrics

rate me

Yeah nigga

I left the car runnin’ outside

All my bitches push a ball

Too short ,too short

Money low, I like tall bread, too short, too short

I call all my hoes bitch, just like too short

Going broke, I never get

Life too short, too short

Money longer than a freeway

I’m in the foreign car and I’m speedin’

Never listen to what he say

You broke niggaz is the reason

And then I ran it up a relay

I’m won nigga, now I’m eating

You all niggaz , you can’t beat me

You all niggaz can’t see me

Cause my money up and my tummy tucked

It’s gettin’ colder, by the season

And 100 bucks, it was fronted first

But now I’m older and I see it

Money growin’, no teacher

How I teach I don’t see it

You might beat me down but can’t beat this gun

Ridin ’round with that mask on cause I need me sum

Told 12 fuck him around the rights,

Don’t read me nothin’

I keep me a gun, I need my money

Pockets got the mumps now

Left the car runnin’, jumped out

When I

Pulled up, new car

Old money, got a new broad

Been the same nigga since day 1

We’ve been kicking it since we were new borns

Talking spaz nigga I got two warnings

You ain’t hot nigga, you lukewarm

And I got it girl, what you gonna do it for it?

My money long never too short

All my bitches push a ball

Too short ,too short

Money low, I like tall bread, too short, too short

I call all my hoes bitch, just like too short

Going broke, I never get

Life too short, too short

I front you them bands,

You came up too short on my money

Yet I came up to get my cash

Cause life too Short,

Don’t hold them grudges

And I smell with you when everything pretty

Take off when it get ugly

Disgusted,

Can’t even look at at you when I’m in public

But that’ s nothing

I done seen my partners kill some niggas just over discussion

And those same partners held it down, none of them got busted

Never changed partners, stick to the G code

That’s why I trust you and love you

It’s only one thing I’ll ever put above you

And that’s that money baby

Being frank, I done made more then 100 baby

I’m on the come up baby,

I can’t fumble baby

Even though wishin’ on me

Brand new car, window still got the sticker on it

Pulled up, new car

Old money, got a new broad

Been the same nigga since day 1

We’ve been kicking it since we were new borns

Talking spaz nigga I got two warnings

You ain’t hot nigga, you lukewarm

And I got it girl, what you gonna do it for it?

My money long never too short

All my bitches push a ball

Too short ,too short

Money low, I like tall bread, too short, too short

I call all my hoes bitch, just like too short

Going broke, I never get

Life too short, too short

All my bitches push a ball

Too short ,too short

Money low, I like tall bread, too short, too short

I call all my hoes bitch, just like too short

Going broke, I never get

Life too short, too short

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