[D-Nice]
You know, $hort

A lotta people out there
Wanna be my friend, you know
Just because I got a little hit record out, you know I'm sayin

[Too $hort]
I know, I know
Rap groupies, you know

He-he
[D-Nice]
Definitely rap groupies

You know what I'm sayin?
Yo, we should do a little somethin for em, you know
[Too $hort]

Check em
Let's just check em
Check em real quick

[D-Nice ]
Let's check em, man


[CHORUS: both]
I know that you're a hoe for my wealth
You better just check yourself

Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else [x2]


[VERSE 1: D-Nice]
Now I can recall the first time I was out on tour
With my boy Too $hort, leavin everyone in awe

I met this little honey, she said, "Hi, my name is Bunny"
I never would have thought she was out for my money
Now she appeared to me to be smart and legit

Equipped with hips that'll break your whole %#@!
But before that I can get a chance to knock it
The goldigger's goldiggin in my pocket

First she tried to say that she was playin
She musta thought I was a fool cause she was sayin
"Ugh, oh D-Nice, I want you, I want you"

I wouldn't try to trust her even if I want to
I wanted just to smack her in the face
But hittin females is just a bad mistake

I guess tryin to get your money is a hobby or a sport
Cause next she tried to kick it to my boy Too $hort


[VERSE 2: Too $hort]
It's kinda funny: you want money from a pimp
(Biatch) you're thinkin like fifty percent

I put my foot in your $$# and then I owe you the rest
I know the game, hoe, cause I'm the best
Playin broads ain't based on luck

You want money? I wanna $#&@
And after we do all that
I'm takin my money back

Biatch, kiss my pimpin $$#
Cause all the time I didn't have this cash
You wouldn't call, wouldn't give me a number

I couldn't see ya like Stevie Wonder
I made a hit record, now I got money
You wanna play Short Dog for a dummy

You're so cool cause you think I'm rich
You know you wanna be my (*##$
I'm not single, baby, not for you

$#&@ a (*##$, and that's the !@#$ truth
If I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath
Cause all you money-hungry hoes might starve to death


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[VERSE 3: D-Nice]
Now I'm not tryin to come down too hard
If you need some money, you should go and get a job

But this one does not go out to all women
Just those who try to kick game for a livin
Cause I'm not the one to be played

So don't step to me when you wanna get paid
Cause you're the type of woman that survives on greed
Yo $hort, won't you tell her what she needs
[ Too $hort ]
What you need is some type of financial support

You won't get %#@! from your boy Too $hort
I don't pay (*##$es and never will
I'm too busy tryin to pay my bills
I understand your reason for tryin
But I been mackin since '79

You better check yourself before you wreck yourself
Short Dog's in the mutha$#&@in house, (*##$

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