Sunshine, convertable You 'em rags, we call 'em drops You black walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we pimp You say I'm fake, I say you're I'm just a mack $hort from oakland Just like a tag wrestling tip With a bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting but a lesson taught If pimping ain't strong, it's not my fault Hoes start choosing, wouldn't 'em a break I pull out my old too $hort tape I'm playing "dope fiend beat" and the shit hits to stick my dick all in them lips She said "no, I did it before" Well you ain't the I'm looking for Cause she's and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to my dick All my say "$hort what's up? " See me with a bitch a big-ass butt I don't answer, I start going on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all damn Hoes sprung like they smoking the pipe El dorado, Nothing but freaks with fine I to roll my mercedes benz I'm nothing but a player like all my So you call me fake, be for real The call me short dog cause I'm as hell Hope your girlfriend's name linelle I screwed her last night in a cheap Like I told my crew, when the toss up's Humping a chevy rolling down foothill Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like short dog and start
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, nobody fuck with me I'll just back counting my bank No smoking, just potent dank Funky on the microphone When you spin that wax, not the same ol' song Round and round it goes, where it stops no one You see me at the catching all the hoes I drink vodka, I do drink gin I to get a blowjob from your girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you that's right I'm from the oaktown, eastside I got all my game from east streets Now motherfuck you damn shit-haired I go on and on as I sing my If tender and young, I fuck you all night long I'm not a no-good punk, I didn't make you I didn't the whole world your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked mother But life is too $hort so I kept it I'm so damn hard, on the Hoes ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak don't trip, to me it ain't shit You can suck my dick with some fat hoe Riding in a with the top let down California sunshine, the town On the boulevard, drop my top If you're hot, don't even stop Cause it feels so good, I'm oh so They way you that tongue, it just makes me cum I told all my homies, all The way I bust big nuts, in your On the boulevard, riding oh so real Not skyline, I'm talking foothill And when it ended, you know what I'm so hard I can't stop macking
I know I gotta sooner, but I'll stop later They me short dog, I'm nothing but a player I know what she's thinking, "i'm in love" But there's another I'm thinking of She's got long hair, she's not like you though She'll do whatever I say, she'll be my hoe Cause I don't wanna get married, I'd rather mary Make good love and I do very Wherever I go, the same old case Same thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass jeans to in I used to ride the strip trying to the hoes They choosing, nope not these hoes wanted big time vettes, riding brand new vouges So like I before, I ain't tripping Told myself it's time to stop Did the gangster walk, did it this Walked up to a and I called her a bitch I said "my name is $hort, I don't play I only play bitches, now what's your name? " She "i wouldn't tell you in all my life You're a little thug, you're not my type" I "i'm sir too $hort, couldn't be no punk" oaktown is where I'm from You see wherever I go, it's the old case damn thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) mad cause I told the I'm calling you one and you can me, too Call me too $hort, me "too thin" But you wouldn't get a dime out of this So just give it up baby and I'll run through ya just maybe I'll come back to ya Like too clean, I'm cadillac I hit the strip, turn around, and come back See I'm a big mack, and every in sight Says "is that dog sitting at a red light? "