Sunshine, tops 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 smoking I'm just a mack named from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip a nasty bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, getting nothing but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong, not my fault Hoes start choosing, wouldn't 'em a break I pull out my old white too tape I'm "dope fiend beat" and the shit still hits to stick my dick all in them lips She said "no, I did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for Cause rich and thick and chocolate Wouldn't to lick my dick All my parters say "$hort up? " See me a bitch with a big-ass butt I don't answer, I start Nothing going on but the macking it right, all damn night Hoes getting sprung like they the pipe El dorado, Nothing but with fine bodies I love to roll my benz I'm nothing but a player like all my So when you call me fake, be for The call me short dog I'm hard as hell Hope your girlfriend's name linelle I her last night in a cheap motel Like I told my crew, the toss up's chill like a chevy rolling down foothill Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like short dog and macking
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't fuck with me I'll just back counting my bank No cokes smoking, potent dank Funky fresh on the When you spin that wax, it's not the ol' song Round and round it goes, where it no one knows You see me at the clubs all the hoes I drink vodka, I do drink gin I like to get a blowjob from girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know right I'm from the oaktown, straight I got all my game east oakland streets Now you damn shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I my song If you're tender and young, I you all night long I'm not a punk, I didn't make you flunk I didn't the whole world your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked your But life is too $hort so I kept it I'm so damn hard, on the ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak nasty don't trip, to me it shit You can suck my dick with fat hoe lips in a caddy with the top let down California sunshine, cruising the 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 work tongue, it just makes me cum I all my homies, all about The way I big nuts, in your mouth On the boulevard, we're riding oh so Not skyline, I'm talking about And when it ended, you know happened I'm so hard I just can't stop
I know I stop sooner, but I'll stop later They me short dog, I'm nothing but a player I know what thinking, "i'm falling in love" But there's another freak I'm 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 get married, I'd rather freak mary Make good love and I do mean I go, it's the same old case Same damn 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 They wanted big time vettes, brand new vouges So I said before, I ain't tripping myself it's time to stop bullshitting 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 games I only play young bitches, now what's name? " She said "i wouldn't you in all my life You're just a little thug, 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 same old damn thing all over 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 wouldn't get a dime out of pimp So just give it up and I'll run right through ya Maybe just 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 bitch in "is that short dog sitting at a red light? "