Sunshine, tops You call 'em rags, we call 'em You ride black walls, we ride You got a girlfriend, we pimp You say I'm fake, I say you're I'm just a mack $hort from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip a nasty bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting nothing but a lesson If pimping ain't strong, it's not my fault Hoes start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a I pull out my old white too $hort I'm playing "dope fiend beat" and the shit hits Trying to stick my all in them lips She said "no, I did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for Cause she's and thick and chocolate hesitate to lick my dick All my say "$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 getting sprung like they smoking the El dorado, Nothing but freaks fine bodies I love to roll my benz I'm nothing but a player like all my So when you me fake, be for real The call me short dog cause I'm 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 like a chevy rolling down foothill Get off the pipe fool, cracking Be short dog and start macking
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't nobody fuck me I'll just kick counting my bank No cokes smoking, potent dank fresh on the microphone When you spin 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 drink vodka, I do drink gin I to get a blowjob from your girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know that's 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 sing my 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 slack in my rap, I could've macked your But is too $hort so I kept it undercover I'm so hard, on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping on me, wanna fuck my car nasty don't trip, to me it ain't shit You can suck my dick with fat hoe lips Riding in a caddy with the top let sunshine, cruising the town On the boulevard, drop my top If you're feeling hot, don't stop Cause it feels so good, I'm oh so They way you that 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 oh so real Not skyline, I'm talking foothill And when it ended, you know happened I'm so hard I just can't stop
I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll later They call me 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 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 I go, it's the same old case Same damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass to pose in I used to ride the strip trying to the hoes They wasn't choosing, not these hoes They wanted big vettes, riding 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 girl and I her a bitch I said "my name is $hort, I play games I only play young bitches, now what's name? " She "i wouldn't tell you in all my life just a little thug, you're not my type" I "i'm sir too $hort, couldn't be no punk" East oaktown is where I'm You see wherever I go, it's the old case Same damn thing all the place (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 get a dime out of this pimp So just give it up baby and I'll run right ya Maybe just I'll come back to ya Like too clean, I'm cadillac I hit the strip, around, and come right back See I'm a big mack, and bitch in sight Says "is short dog sitting at a red light? "