Sunshine, tops You call 'em rags, we 'em drops You ride walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we pimp You say I'm fake, I say smoking I'm just a named $hort from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip With a bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't nothing but a lesson taught If your ain't strong, it's not my fault Hoes choosing, wouldn't give 'em a break I pull out my old white too $hort I'm "dope fiend beat" and the shit still hits Trying to stick my dick all in them She "no, I never did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for she's rich and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to my dick All my say "$hort what's up? " See me with a with a big-ass butt I answer, I start laughing going on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all night getting sprung like they smoking the pipe El dorado, Nothing but freaks with 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 cause I'm hard as Hope your name ain't linelle I screwed her last night in a motel Like I told my crew, when the up's chill like a chevy rolling down foothill Get off the pipe fool, cracking Be short dog and start macking
T double o I go solo, nobody fuck with me I'll just kick back my bank No smoking, just potent dank fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax, it's not the ol' song Round and round it goes, where it stops no one You see me at the clubs all the hoes I don't drink vodka, I do 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 from oakland streets Now motherfuck you 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 no-good punk, I didn't you flunk I didn't tell the whole world your pussy 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 nasty don't trip, to me it ain't shit You can my dick with some fat hoe lips Riding in a with the top let down California sunshine, the town On the boulevard, drop my top If you're feeling hot, don't even it feels so good, I'm oh so sprung They way you that tongue, it just makes me cum I told all my homies, all 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 stop macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but stop later They call me short dog, I'm 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 hair, she's not like you though She'll do whatever I say, she'll be my hoe Cause I wanna get married, I'd rather freak mary Make love and I do mean very Wherever I go, the same old case Same damn thing all the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass to pose in I used to ride the strip trying to the hoes They choosing, nope not these hoes They wanted big time vettes, riding brand new So like I said before, I tripping Told myself time to stop bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it like Walked up to a girl and I called her a I said "my is $hort, I don't play games I only play young bitches, now your name? " She said "i wouldn't tell you in all my just a little thug, you're not my type" I "i'm sir too $hort, couldn't be no punk" East oaktown is I'm from You see wherever I go, the same old case Same thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) mad cause I the truth I'm you one and you can call me, too me too $hort, call me "too thin" But you wouldn't get a out of this pimp So just give it up and I'll run right through ya Maybe just maybe I'll back to ya too clean, I'm riding cadillac I hit the strip, turn around, and right back See I'm a big mack, and every bitch in Says "is that short dog sitting at a red "