Sunshine, tops You call 'em rags, we 'em drops You ride black walls, we ride You got a girlfriend, we hoes You say I'm fake, I say you're I'm just a mack named from oakland Just like a tag wrestling tip a nasty bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting nothing but a 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 $hort tape I'm playing "dope fiend beat" and the shit hits to stick my dick all in them lips She "no, I never did it before" Well you ain't the I'm looking for she's rich and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to my dick All my say "$hort what's up? " See me with a bitch 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 smoking the pipe El dorado, Nothing but with fine bodies I love to roll my benz I'm nothing but a like all my friends So you call me fake, be for real The call me short dog I'm hard as hell Hope your girlfriend's ain't linelle I screwed her last night in a cheap Like I my crew, when the toss up's chill Humping like a chevy rolling foothill Get off the pipe fool, cracking Be like short dog and macking
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't nobody with me I'll just back counting my bank No cokes smoking, potent dank Funky fresh on the When you spin that wax, not the same ol' song Round and round it goes, where it stops no one You see me at the clubs catching all the I don't vodka, I do drink gin I like to get a from your girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know right I'm from the oaktown, eastside I got all my game from east oakland Now you damn shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I my song If you're 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 world your stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked mother But life is too $hort so I kept it I'm so damn hard, on the Hoes ain't tripping on me, they fuck my car nasty don't trip, to me it ain't shit You can suck my dick some fat hoe lips Riding in a caddy with the top let sunshine, cruising the town On the boulevard, maybe my top If feeling hot, don't even stop it feels so good, I'm oh so sprung They way you work that tongue, it just me cum I all my homies, all about The way I bust big nuts, in mouth On the boulevard, riding oh so real Not skyline, I'm talking foothill And when it ended, you know happened I'm so hard I can't stop macking
I know I gotta sooner, but I'll stop later They call me dog, I'm nothing but a player I know what she's thinking, "i'm in love" But there's another I'm thinking of She's got long long hair, she's not you though She'll do whatever I say, even be my hoe Cause I don't wanna get married, I'd rather mary Make love and I do mean very I go, it's the same old case Same damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) jeans to pose in I used to ride the strip trying to catch the They wasn't choosing, not these hoes They big time 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 don't games I play young bitches, now what's your name? " She "i wouldn't tell you in all my life You're just a little thug, not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" East is where I'm from You see wherever I go, the same old case Same damn thing all the place (nothing but bitches) mad cause I 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 this So give it up baby 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, around, and come right back See I'm a big mack, and every in sight Says "is that dog sitting at a red light? "