No Shorts Lyrics
| Song | No Shorts |
| Artist | The Lady of Rage |
| Album | Necessary Roughness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Arnaud, Dat Nigga Daz ... | |
| 作曲 : Robin Yvette Allen | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| On your mark set flows, fluid like that H²O | |
| I'm hittin' wit' the force of a gale wind blow | |
| Windows can't stop the pain, can't stop the rain | |
| On your parade march on cause it's the Rage | |
| The baddest with the phattest lyrical apparatus | |
| Boost my status in cahoots wit' Gladys | |
| Knight is fallin, from mics MC's are crawlin' | |
| Cause they afraid to get down with my lyrical braw-lin' | |
| Skills sho 'nuff, that's the rizzeal | |
| Brothas on my tit fo' the way I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin', speak it | |
| Didn't think a wisdom body had techniques for freakin' | |
| So go ahead and keep sleepin' | |
| Because nuthin' comes to sleepers but a dream | |
| And I'm your worst nightmare with puffs in my hair, you stare | |
| At the big body | |
| Style kinda choppy | |
| Fill you up like Sloppy | |
| Joe's, when I flows | |
| [Hook: Daz] | |
| And you know it goes like that (mhmm) | |
| Who can do it better than this big chick in rap (oh yeah, oh yeah) | |
| Breaks it all down like that (mhmm) | |
| One hard act to follow and a tough nut to crack (oh yeah, oh yeah) | |
| [Repeat 1x] | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Now if your name was Midler I Bette you couldn't get wit' this riddler | |
| You could cross your heart and still couldn't detain this full figure | |
| It takes more than girdles to hold back my phatness | |
| You got more hurdles to jump so go back practice | |
| You must have forgotten | |
| I could give it to you like God gave his only begotten son | |
| You want to run up on this and get caught up in the twist like Bambu | |
| Not Onyx, but I can definitely Slam you | |
| So BacDaFucUp or set it off if you want it | |
| You can't escape these off the hook flows when I flaunt it | |
| Now who can you run to, ain't nowhere to hide | |
| When I kicks my shit I gets deeper than the Poseidon Adventure | |
| Your dentures get knocked down your throat | |
| Check the murder that I wrote, you couldn't hang with a rope | |
| Oh no, yo' flows (unh-unh) | |
| It's the lyrical murderer, stranded on the, stranded on the | |
| [Hook](2x) | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Now I rise to the occasion | |
| The Lady Of Rage, representin' the female persuasion | |
| Invasion of the 50th woman, comin' through | |
| One in few | |
| And If any, there ain't many | |
| That can get wit' me, I'm not a rookie like Penny | |
| Ain't a harder way than mine | |
| You gotta a long ladder to climb | |
| Like Jacob, wake up, your make-up is runnin' | |
| I'm stunnin' MC's, with the breeze that I'm blowin' wit' | |
| You can get wit' the wick and you knowin' it (unh-unh) | |
| Here I go, lyrical gangbangin' | |
| Breakin 'em down like diggy-dang diggy-dang-dang | |
| Now who rang, I got the whole shabang | |
| The Lady Of Rage and them Dogg Pound Gang-stas | |
| Wippin' that ass like Charmin tissue | |
| Cause when I grab the mic it'll be a closed issue | |
| Oh shit, I'm still the shit that's all and that's it and ah | |
| [Hook](4x) | |
| [Daz talking] | |
| That's the Lady of Rage | |
| Comin', stompin' | |
| Aim all ya wack ass MC's | |
| So step back | |
| Remember the name |
| zuo ci : Allen, Arnaud, Dat Nigga Daz. . . | |
| zuo qu : Robin Yvette Allen | |
| Verse 1 | |
| On your mark set flows, fluid like that H O | |
| I' m hittin' wit' the force of a gale wind blow | |
| Windows can' t stop the pain, can' t stop the rain | |
| On your parade march on cause it' s the Rage | |
| The baddest with the phattest lyrical apparatus | |
| Boost my status in cahoots wit' Gladys | |
| Knight is fallin, from mics MC' s are crawlin' | |
| Cause they afraid to get down with my lyrical braw-lin' | |
| Skills sho ' nuff, that' s the rizzeal | |
| Brothas on my tit fo' the way I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin', speak it | |
| Didn' t think a wisdom body had techniques for freakin' | |
| So go ahead and keep sleepin' | |
| Because nuthin' comes to sleepers but a dream | |
| And I' m your worst nightmare with puffs in my hair, you stare | |
| At the big body | |
| Style kinda choppy | |
| Fill you up like Sloppy | |
| Joe' s, when I flows | |
| Hook: Daz | |
| And you know it goes like that mhmm | |
| Who can do it better than this big chick in rap oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Breaks it all down like that mhmm | |
| One hard act to follow and a tough nut to crack oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Repeat 1x | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now if your name was Midler I Bette you couldn' t get wit' this riddler | |
| You could cross your heart and still couldn' t detain this full figure | |
| It takes more than girdles to hold back my phatness | |
| You got more hurdles to jump so go back practice | |
| You must have forgotten | |
| I could give it to you like God gave his only begotten son | |
| You want to run up on this and get caught up in the twist like Bambu | |
| Not Onyx, but I can definitely Slam you | |
| So BacDaFucUp or set it off if you want it | |
| You can' t escape these off the hook flows when I flaunt it | |
| Now who can you run to, ain' t nowhere to hide | |
| When I kicks my shit I gets deeper than the Poseidon Adventure | |
| Your dentures get knocked down your throat | |
| Check the murder that I wrote, you couldn' t hang with a rope | |
| Oh no, yo' flows unh-unh | |
| It' s the lyrical murderer, stranded on the, stranded on the | |
| Hook 2x | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Now I rise to the occasion | |
| The Lady Of Rage, representin' the female persuasion | |
| Invasion of the 50th woman, comin' through | |
| One in few | |
| And If any, there ain' t many | |
| That can get wit' me, I' m not a rookie like Penny | |
| Ain' t a harder way than mine | |
| You gotta a long ladder to climb | |
| Like Jacob, wake up, your make-up is runnin' | |
| I' m stunnin' MC' s, with the breeze that I' m blowin' wit' | |
| You can get wit' the wick and you knowin' it unh-unh | |
| Here I go, lyrical gangbangin' | |
| Breakin ' em down like diggy-dang diggy-dang-dang | |
| Now who rang, I got the whole shabang | |
| The Lady Of Rage and them Dogg Pound Gang-stas | |
| Wippin' that ass like Charmin tissue | |
| Cause when I grab the mic it' ll be a closed issue | |
| Oh shit, I' m still the shit that' s all and that' s it and ah | |
| Hook 4x | |
| Daz talking | |
| That' s the Lady of Rage | |
| Comin', stompin' | |
| Aim all ya wack ass MC' s | |
| So step back | |
| Remember the name |
| zuò cí : Allen, Arnaud, Dat Nigga Daz. . . | |
| zuò qǔ : Robin Yvette Allen | |
| Verse 1 | |
| On your mark set flows, fluid like that H O | |
| I' m hittin' wit' the force of a gale wind blow | |
| Windows can' t stop the pain, can' t stop the rain | |
| On your parade march on cause it' s the Rage | |
| The baddest with the phattest lyrical apparatus | |
| Boost my status in cahoots wit' Gladys | |
| Knight is fallin, from mics MC' s are crawlin' | |
| Cause they afraid to get down with my lyrical braw-lin' | |
| Skills sho ' nuff, that' s the rizzeal | |
| Brothas on my tit fo' the way I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin', speak it | |
| Didn' t think a wisdom body had techniques for freakin' | |
| So go ahead and keep sleepin' | |
| Because nuthin' comes to sleepers but a dream | |
| And I' m your worst nightmare with puffs in my hair, you stare | |
| At the big body | |
| Style kinda choppy | |
| Fill you up like Sloppy | |
| Joe' s, when I flows | |
| Hook: Daz | |
| And you know it goes like that mhmm | |
| Who can do it better than this big chick in rap oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Breaks it all down like that mhmm | |
| One hard act to follow and a tough nut to crack oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Repeat 1x | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now if your name was Midler I Bette you couldn' t get wit' this riddler | |
| You could cross your heart and still couldn' t detain this full figure | |
| It takes more than girdles to hold back my phatness | |
| You got more hurdles to jump so go back practice | |
| You must have forgotten | |
| I could give it to you like God gave his only begotten son | |
| You want to run up on this and get caught up in the twist like Bambu | |
| Not Onyx, but I can definitely Slam you | |
| So BacDaFucUp or set it off if you want it | |
| You can' t escape these off the hook flows when I flaunt it | |
| Now who can you run to, ain' t nowhere to hide | |
| When I kicks my shit I gets deeper than the Poseidon Adventure | |
| Your dentures get knocked down your throat | |
| Check the murder that I wrote, you couldn' t hang with a rope | |
| Oh no, yo' flows unh-unh | |
| It' s the lyrical murderer, stranded on the, stranded on the | |
| Hook 2x | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Now I rise to the occasion | |
| The Lady Of Rage, representin' the female persuasion | |
| Invasion of the 50th woman, comin' through | |
| One in few | |
| And If any, there ain' t many | |
| That can get wit' me, I' m not a rookie like Penny | |
| Ain' t a harder way than mine | |
| You gotta a long ladder to climb | |
| Like Jacob, wake up, your make-up is runnin' | |
| I' m stunnin' MC' s, with the breeze that I' m blowin' wit' | |
| You can get wit' the wick and you knowin' it unh-unh | |
| Here I go, lyrical gangbangin' | |
| Breakin ' em down like diggy-dang diggy-dang-dang | |
| Now who rang, I got the whole shabang | |
| The Lady Of Rage and them Dogg Pound Gang-stas | |
| Wippin' that ass like Charmin tissue | |
| Cause when I grab the mic it' ll be a closed issue | |
| Oh shit, I' m still the shit that' s all and that' s it and ah | |
| Hook 4x | |
| Daz talking | |
| That' s the Lady of Rage | |
| Comin', stompin' | |
| Aim all ya wack ass MC' s | |
| So step back | |
| Remember the name |
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