Sonny B - More Freaky Tales lyrics

BEYOTCH! Short Dog's in the house, once again with this pimp sh** Chorus: These are the tales, the freaky tales These are the tales that I tell so well For fifteen years I've been a real player So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah Verse 1: Too $hort I met this girl in Atlanta She let a n***a f** but I still can't stand her The p**y wasn't good I said "What's up b**h? I'm tired of f**in' can you s** dick?" She said "No", but she had another friend So I switched like a real pimp Laying on my back with my dick in her mouth I said "Beyotch!! What you talkin' 'bout?" She mumbled something, I don't know what she said Smoking on a joint gettin some bomb-a** head b**h said her name was Theresa All on my dick like cheese on pizza In the A-T-L where the gra** is greener I f**ed Nina, Melina, Sabrina and Tina When I first moved out there, I met Holly Five-foot one with a bad a** body Freaky little b**h she was a Gemini She used to stand up and say "Shoot it in my eye!" I met another girl went to Spellman College Every day after school I aquired the knowledge I took her to my house so I could get some I f**ed her real good and made the b**h cum She was hella limber, said her name was Amber She wouldn't stop screaming, that's all I remember I had another freak, her name was Wendy When I first met the b**h she said "Please don't pimp me!" I did it anyway I'm coming straight from Oakland, C-A Ain't no other way, like my girl Shante She lives in Atlanta, but she comes from the Bay Let me hit that hometown p**y on the strimp Look out for a n***a, treat me like a pimp You know I can't forget about the strippers Cinderella with the gla** slipper Top down in the Benz ain't spendin' no ends Fat bag of indo, bring all your friends It's like Lotto, you get a quick pick b**hes said they heard I had a big dick So I showed it to 'em, only took one second Dick rock hard, b**hes gettin' nekked Chorus: These are the tales, the freaky tales These are the tales that I tell so well For fifteen years I've been a real player So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah Verse 2: Too $hort I know another b**h, her name is Terri I lied to the b**h "It's about time I get married" I couldn't see me pimpin' her So I f**ed her next door neighbor, Jennifer She had two roommates, Cindy and Amy Terri caught me creepin' and said "n***a don't play me!" But them hoes liked to freak I used to send 'em new n***as every other week I never would tell you all the hoes I f**ed These are the tales, some of this sh** I made up I change the name so I can rhyme and sh** So if it's you, you know the time b**h! I spent the night with Monique in between the sheets It was her, her girlfriend April and me I do it on the regular, two at a time Call it what you want I be a fool wit' mine Like them Texas n***as, I never would change Like my n***as up in Cleveland spit the good game These hoes recognize when I come in the door I ain't trickin b**h, so what you want me for? Like Natalie, swearin' up and down I had to be the one b**h lets have some fun I f**ed her, you thought I didn't Short Dog's in the house and I keep on pimpin' So then I f**ed the twins, Sharon and Karen Went straight for the panties, but they wasn't wearin 'em Don't ask me who I f**ed first, it ain't my fault In the end, I still got the same results Chorus: These are the tales, the freaky tales These are the tales that I tell so well For fifteen years I've been a real player So if you wanna have s** say hell yeah Verse 3: Too $hort Hell yeah, I never would forget Charlene We was layin real close like two sardines Talkin', laughin', kissin' and sh** Next thing I know she started kissin' my dick You know the rest, before she left I paged Mia I told her "I got a new freak over here" She rushed over, I left and when I came back Them hoes was lickin' cats They call me "Short" when I'm pimpin', "Dog" when I'm mackin' Gotta get the money, thats all thats happenin' She wants to be my love slave, I need some bug spray To keep these hoes away I never would tell you all the hoes I f**ed These are the tales, some of this sh** I made up I change the name so I can rhyme and sh** So if it's you, you know the time b**h! These are the tales, the freaky tales These are the tales that I tell so well For fifteen years I've been a real player So if you wanna get f**ed say hell yeah (hell yeah) Beyotch! And it don't stop Old school Short Dog Still spittin' it Still gettin' it Gettin' that money Eastside baby, Oakland You ain't knowin? Beyotch!