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    [Too $hort]
    All rise...order in the court
    The honourable judge muthafuckin' Too $hort
    presidin' over Superior Players Court
    The first case is the State vs. Fate Wilson A.K.A. Baby Flex
    You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter
    For fuckin' another nigga's bitch

    [Lil' Fate]
    Listen close to what I say
    Dog, it might hurt ya
    I be cuttin' ya girl while you be goin' to work bruh
    When she first called my conscience was like, "Hell naw, Fate don't"
    But she said, "I'm only around the corner", and popped her lil' punt
    Apartment 5-7-0-1, told her I was eatin' right now
    Be over there when I get done
    Got there, knocked on the door
    She opened up the door half naked, lookin' exquisite
    Ackin' mad 'cuz I ain't spoke to her since the last time a nigga hit it
    She said, "Don't worry forget it since we only have 30 minutes"
    'Fore her man came home for lunch
    So I bust my nut and raised up wit
    Five mnutes to spare, her man unaware
    I saw him in traffic, beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air
    Yea I'm a playa
    But I feel guilty 'bout cuttin' a broad
    I need counselin' dog, 'cuz it's guilty as charged
    Simply because I felt victim to lust and
    Knowin' all the while it was my cousin girlfriend I had been fuckin' (Damn!)

    [Too $hort]
    The court finds you guitly as charged
    Your sentence is PUI school
    For pimpin' under the influence, nigga
    Next case...
    Oh we got us a repeat offender in the house
    Jenny Jones A.K.A. Shanwnna
    Same ol' charge...wanted in 8 states
    What's yo story this time?

    [Shawnna]
    Oh yes yo' honor I see we talkin' again
    I have no representation now shall we begin
    I know you seen my face before but...hold on my friend
    It's niggas gettin' away wit doin' the...same shit I did
    I...can't do no bid
    I got a mortgage and my kids
    In a forest by the bridge
    And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge wit dem grills
    So you undertand I was tryna pay me some bills
    When I was flippin' outta state while I was takin' a chill
    Shootin' deem and a couple friends, spend a couple ends
    Took the top off of the drop and let the bubble spin
    Niggas got off in my knot and let them troubles in
    So I decided to put that shit in my own hands
    None of these hoes can fuck me, only God judge me
    That man told me he love me and he flash money
    My only crime could just be livin' it filthy
    So let me hear it on mo' time--not guilty

    [Too $hort]
    Bailiff, take her into custody

    (Woman screaming)
    Oh, not my baby!
    Hell naw!

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    [Too $hort]
    Next case...
    State vs. Velvet Jones A.K.A. Ludacris
    You bein' charged wit impeedin' how traffic
    Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe
    How do you plead Mr. Jones?

    [Ludacris]
    Man I'm the pimp of all pimps and y'all comin' up short

    [Too $hort]
    Calm down before I hold yo ass contempt of court

    [Ludacris]
    Ya honor, just be cool, let me approach that bench
    And sprinkle seasonin' on yo ears 'bout how I choked that beeyotch!

    [Too $hort]
    Well did she promise you the pussy, mayn?

    [Ludacris]
    She ceratinly did
    I got empty McDonald's cups in my car and my crib
    She owe me sumthin', bitch betta show me sumthin'
    Wrap her legs around my waist and start to throw me sumthin'
    I'm simply the meanest, you lookin' at the stroke of a genius
    The only verdict made should be the subpoena uh this penis
    No objections or appeals, let's cut us a deal
    And I promise to tell the truth if my partner don't squeal
    She's awfully cautious, said the jury makes her nautious
    She said she said she'd suck my dick if I dropped the charges
    Oh no! Time to make ya kidneys shift

    [Too $hort]
    But didn't you fuck her best friend?

    [Ludacris]
    Oh, I plead the fifth

    [Too $hort talking]
    Yea, that sound like some shit you'll say
    Ol' pimp ass nigga
    Due to lack of evidence, I'm droppin' the charges
    Don't let me see you in here again
    Let this be a lesson learned
    If you don't know you player rules
    You liable to violate the game and get sent away for a long, long time
    Remember...never hate on a real player
    It ain't gon' get you nowhere, mayn
    It's a lotta hoes out there player so...
    Ain't no reason fot yuo to fuck ya best friend
    Or ya cousin or ya brother's girl
    Get ya own bitch, mayn, you know what I'm sayin'?
    You runnin' around here...
    Violatin' major player rules
    You 'bout to get the muthafuckin' book thrown at yo bitch ass
    Fuckin' 'round in this court
    You know what I'm sayin'? It's all about the money baby
    It it ain't about the money...it ain't about SHIT!!
    To all you niggas runnin' 'round here...
    Corny than a motherfucker
    Just tryna fuck a bitch 'cuz you wanna get a nut off
    Think about that money first, mayn--what is that bitch doin' for you?
    What are you gettin' outta the situation?
    Tryna give a bitch sumthin'
    What you gon' give her sumthin' for--some pussy?!
    It's trickin', mayn
    Don't be a BEEUTCH!
    Be a real pimp, nigga
    Make that hoe pay you for everythang you do
    Everythang you do you gotta get money, mayn...all day, all night
    I wouldn't fuck a bitch for free
    Just like I wouldn't rap for free, motherfucker
    Yea, you know my favorite word...BEEUTCH!!

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    Composición: C.P. Love, A. Wilson y T. Shaw

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