Sunshine, convertable You 'em rags, we call 'em drops You ride walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we hoes You say I'm fake, I say smoking I'm a mack named $hort from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting but a lesson taught If your pimping strong, it's not my fault Hoes start choosing, give 'em a break I out my old white too $hort tape I'm playing "dope fiend beat" and the still hits Trying to my dick all in them lips She "no, I never did it before" Well you ain't the I'm looking for she's rich and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to lick my All my say "$hort what's up? " See me a bitch with a big-ass butt I don't answer, I laughing Nothing on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all damn Hoes sprung like they smoking the pipe El dorado, but freaks with fine bodies I love to roll my mercedes I'm nothing but a player like all my So you call me fake, be for real The call me short dog I'm hard as hell Hope your girlfriend's name ain't I screwed her night in a cheap motel Like I told my crew, when the toss chill Humping like a rolling down foothill Get off the pipe fool, stop Be like short dog and macking
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't fuck with me I'll just kick back my bank No cokes smoking, just dank Funky fresh on the you spin that wax, it's not the same ol' song Round and it goes, where it stops no one knows You see me at the clubs catching all the I drink vodka, I do drink gin I like to get a blowjob from your Cause I'm macking, baby, you know that's I'm the oaktown, straight eastside I got all my game from east streets Now motherfuck you damn shit-haired I go on and on as I my song If you're tender and young, I you all night long I'm not a no-good punk, I didn't make you I didn't tell the whole world pussy stunk I cut you in my rap, I could've macked your mother But life is too $hort so I it undercover I'm so hard, on the boulevard ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak nasty don't trip, to me it shit You can suck my dick some fat hoe lips Riding in a caddy with the top let California sunshine, cruising the On the boulevard, maybe my top If you're feeling hot, don't even Cause it feels so good, I'm oh so They way you work tongue, it just makes me cum I all my homies, all about The way I bust big nuts, in mouth On the boulevard, we're riding oh so Not skyline, I'm talking about And it ended, you know what happened I'm so hard I just stop macking
I know I stop sooner, but I'll stop later They me short dog, I'm nothing but a player I know she's thinking, "i'm falling in love" But there's another freak I'm of She's got long long hair, she's not you though She'll do whatever I say, she'll be my hoe Cause I wanna get married, I'd rather freak mary good love and I do mean very Wherever I go, it's the old case Same damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) jeans to pose in I used to ride the strip to catch the hoes wasn't choosing, nope not these hoes They wanted big time vettes, riding brand new So like I said before, I tripping myself it's time to stop bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it like up to a girl and I called her a bitch I said "my name is $hort, I play games I only play young bitches, now your name? " She said "i tell you in all my life just a little thug, you're not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" oaktown is where I'm from You see I go, it's the same old case Same damn thing all the place (nothing but bitches) mad I told the truth I'm calling you one and you can me, too Call me too $hort, me "too thin" But you get a dime out of this pimp So just it up baby and I'll run right through ya Maybe just maybe come back to ya too clean, I'm riding cadillac I hit the strip, turn around, and come back See I'm a big mack, and bitch in sight Says "is that short dog at a red light? "