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 from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, then the switch Bitch, ain't getting 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 too $hort tape I'm "dope fiend beat" and the shit still hits Trying to my dick all in them lips She "no, I never did it before" you ain't the bitch I'm looking for Cause she's and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to my dick All my say "$hort what's up? " See me a bitch with a big-ass butt I answer, I start laughing going on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all night Hoes getting sprung like smoking the pipe El dorado, Nothing but freaks with bodies I love to roll my benz I'm nothing but a like all my friends So when you call me fake, be for The call me short dog I'm hard as hell Hope girlfriend's name ain't linelle I her last night in a cheap motel I told my crew, when the toss up's chill Humping like a chevy rolling down Get off the fool, stop cracking Be like dog and start macking
T double o I go solo, can't fuck with me I'll kick back counting my bank No smoking, just potent dank Funky fresh on the 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 don't vodka, I do drink gin I to get a blowjob from your girlfriend I'm macking, baby, you know that's right I'm the oaktown, straight eastside I got all my from 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 fuck you all night I'm not a no-good punk, I didn't make you I didn't the whole world your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've your mother But life is too so I kept it undercover I'm so hard, on the boulevard ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak nasty don't trip, to me it shit You can my dick with some fat hoe lips in a caddy with the top let down California sunshine, cruising the On the boulevard, maybe my top If you're feeling hot, don't even it feels so good, I'm oh so sprung They way you work that tongue, it just me cum I told all my homies, all The way I bust big nuts, in your On the boulevard, riding oh so real Not skyline, I'm about foothill And it ended, you know what happened I'm so hard I just stop macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but stop later They me short dog, I'm nothing but a player I know what thinking, "i'm falling in love" But there's freak I'm thinking of She's got long long hair, not like you though She'll do whatever I say, she'll be my hoe Cause I don't wanna get married, I'd freak mary good love and I do mean very Wherever I go, the same old case Same damn thing all over the (nothing but bitches) tight-ass jeans to in I used to ride the strip to catch the hoes They wasn't choosing, nope not hoes They wanted big time vettes, riding new vouges So like I said before, I ain't Told myself it's time to bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it like Walked up to a and I called her a bitch I said "my name is $hort, I don't play I only play young bitches, now your name? " She said "i wouldn't you in all my life You're a little thug, you're not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" East oaktown is where I'm You see I go, it's the same old case Same damn all over the place (nothing but bitches) mad cause I told the I'm you one and you can call me, too me too $hort, call me "too thin" But you wouldn't get a dime out of this So just it up baby and I'll run right through ya Maybe just I'll come 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 bitch in sight Says "is that short dog at a red light? "