Sunshine, convertable 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 mack named $hort oakland Just like a tag team tip With a nasty bitch, then the homie Bitch, ain't getting but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong, it's not my Hoes start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a I out my old white too $hort tape I'm playing "dope beat" and the shit still hits Trying to stick my dick all in lips She said "no, I did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for Cause she's rich and and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to lick my All my parters say "$hort up? " See me with a with a big-ass butt I don't answer, I laughing Nothing on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all night Hoes getting sprung like they smoking the El dorado, Nothing but with fine bodies I to roll my mercedes benz I'm nothing but a player all my friends So when you me fake, be for real The call me short dog cause I'm hard as Hope girlfriend's name ain't linelle I screwed her last night in a cheap Like I my crew, when the toss up's chill Humping like a rolling down foothill Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like short dog and macking
T double o I go solo, can't nobody fuck me just kick back counting my bank No smoking, just potent dank fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax, it's not the same ol' Round and round it goes, it stops no one knows You see me at the clubs catching all the I drink vodka, I do drink gin I like to get a from your girlfriend I'm macking, baby, you know that's right 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 sing my If you're tender and young, I fuck you all night I'm not a no-good punk, I make you flunk I didn't tell the whole world pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've your mother But life is too $hort so I it undercover I'm so damn hard, on the Hoes ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak nasty don't trip, to me it shit You can suck my dick with some fat hoe in a caddy with the top let down California sunshine, the town On the boulevard, maybe my top If feeling 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 all my homies, all about The way I bust big nuts, in mouth On the boulevard, we're oh so real Not skyline, I'm about foothill And when it ended, you know happened I'm so hard I just can't macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll stop They call me short dog, I'm but a player I know what she's thinking, "i'm in love" But there's freak 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 get married, I'd rather freak mary good love and I do mean very Wherever I go, it's the old case damn thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass to pose in I to ride the strip trying to catch the hoes They wasn't choosing, nope not these They wanted big time vettes, riding brand new So like I before, I ain't tripping Told myself it's to stop bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it this Walked up to a and I called her a bitch I "my name is $hort, I don't play games I only play young bitches, now your name? " She said "i tell 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" East oaktown is 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 and I'll run right through ya Maybe maybe I'll come 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 dog sitting at a red light? "