Sunshine, tops You call 'em rags, we call 'em You ride black walls, we vogues You got a girlfriend, we pimp You say I'm fake, I say smoking I'm a mack named $hort from oakland like a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, then the homie Bitch, getting nothing 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 white too $hort I'm playing "dope beat" and the shit still hits to stick my dick all in them lips She "no, I never did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for Cause she's and thick and chocolate Wouldn't to lick my dick All my parters say "$hort up? " See me with a with a big-ass butt I answer, I start laughing Nothing on but the oaktown macking it right, all damn night Hoes getting sprung like smoking the pipe El dorado, but freaks with fine bodies I love to roll my benz I'm nothing but a player all my friends So you call me fake, be for real The me short dog cause I'm hard as hell Hope your name ain't linelle I screwed her last in a cheap motel Like I told my crew, when the toss chill Humping like a chevy rolling down Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like short dog and start
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't nobody fuck me I'll just back counting my bank No smoking, just potent dank Funky on the microphone When you that wax, it's not the same ol' song Round and round it goes, where it no one knows You see me at the catching all the hoes I don't vodka, I do drink gin I like to get a blowjob from girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know that's I'm from the oaktown, eastside I got all my game from east oakland Now motherfuck you shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I my song 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 tell the whole your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked mother But life is too so I kept it undercover I'm so hard, on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping on me, they wanna my car Freak don't trip, to me it ain't 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 feeling hot, don't even Cause it so good, I'm oh so sprung 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 when it ended, you know happened I'm so hard I just can't macking
I know I gotta sooner, but I'll stop later call 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 got long long hair, she's not like you though She'll do I say, she'll even 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 damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) jeans to pose in I used to ride the strip to catch the hoes They wasn't choosing, nope not hoes They wanted big time vettes, brand new vouges So like I said before, I ain't Told myself it's to stop bullshitting Did the walk, did it like this up to a girl and I called her a bitch I "my name is $hort, I don't play games I only young bitches, now what's your name? " She "i wouldn't tell you in all my life You're just a thug, you're not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" East is where I'm from You see wherever I go, it's the old case Same damn thing all over the (nothing but bitches) mad I told the truth I'm you one and you can call 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 run right through ya just maybe I'll come back to ya Like too clean, I'm riding I hit the strip, turn around, and come right See I'm a big mack, and every bitch in Says "is short dog sitting at a red light? "