Sunshine, tops You call 'em rags, we call 'em You ride walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we hoes You say I'm fake, I say you're I'm just a mack named $hort oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip a nasty bitch, then the homie switch Bitch, ain't nothing but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong, it's not my Hoes start choosing, wouldn't 'em a break I pull out my old white too $hort I'm "dope fiend beat" and the shit still hits to stick my dick all in them lips She said "no, I did it before" Well you ain't the I'm looking for Cause she's rich and and chocolate hesitate to lick my dick All my say "$hort what's up? " See me with a with a big-ass butt I don't answer, I laughing Nothing going on but the oaktown it right, all damn night Hoes getting sprung like they smoking the El dorado, Nothing but freaks fine bodies I love to my mercedes benz I'm but a player like all my friends So you call me fake, be for real The call me short dog cause I'm hard as Hope your girlfriend's name linelle I screwed her night in a cheap motel Like I told my crew, when the up's chill Humping like a chevy rolling foothill Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like short dog and macking
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't fuck with me I'll kick back counting my bank No cokes smoking, potent dank fresh on the microphone When you spin wax, it's not the same ol' song and round it goes, where 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 blowjob from girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know right I'm the oaktown, straight eastside I got all my game from oakland streets Now you damn shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I sing my If tender and young, I fuck you all night long I'm not a punk, I didn't make you flunk I didn't tell the whole world your stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked mother But is too $hort 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 suck my dick some fat hoe lips Riding in a caddy 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 your On the boulevard, we're riding oh so Not skyline, I'm about foothill And when it ended, you know happened I'm so I just can't stop macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll later They call me short dog, I'm nothing but a 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 whatever I say, 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 thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass jeans to in I used to ride the strip trying to catch the They wasn't choosing, nope not hoes They wanted big vettes, riding brand new vouges So like I before, I ain't tripping Told myself it's time to bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it like up to a girl and I called her a bitch I said "my name is $hort, I don't play I only play young bitches, now what's your " She said "i wouldn't tell you in all my You're just a little thug, not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" oaktown is where I'm from You see wherever I go, it's the same old Same damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) mad I told 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 give it up baby and I'll run right through ya Maybe just maybe I'll come to ya too clean, I'm riding cadillac I hit the strip, turn around, and come back See I'm a big mack, and bitch in sight Says "is short dog sitting at a red light? "