Sunshine, tops You 'em rags, we call 'em drops You ride walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we hoes You say I'm fake, I say smoking I'm just a mack $hort from oakland like a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, then the homie Bitch, ain't getting but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong, not my fault start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a break I pull out my old white too $hort I'm playing "dope fiend beat" and the shit still to stick my dick all in them lips She said "no, I did it before" you ain't the bitch I'm looking for Cause she's rich and and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to lick my All my say "$hort what's up? " See me a bitch with a big-ass butt I answer, I start laughing Nothing on but the oaktown macking Laying it right, all damn Hoes getting sprung like they smoking the El dorado, Nothing but with fine bodies I love to roll my mercedes I'm nothing but a player like all my So when you me fake, be for real The call me dog cause I'm hard as hell Hope girlfriend's name ain't linelle I her last night in a cheap motel Like I told my crew, when the up's chill Humping like a chevy rolling down Get off the pipe fool, stop Be like short dog and start
T o s-h-o-r-t I go solo, can't nobody fuck me I'll just kick counting my bank No cokes smoking, just potent fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax, it's not the ol' song Round and 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 to get a blowjob from your girlfriend Cause I'm macking, baby, you know that's I'm from the oaktown, eastside I got all my game from east oakland Now motherfuck you damn shit-haired I go on and on as I sing my 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 the whole world your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I macked your mother But life is too $hort so I it undercover I'm so hard, on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping on me, they wanna my car Freak nasty don't trip, to me it shit You can suck my dick with some fat hoe Riding in a caddy the top let down California sunshine, the town On the boulevard, maybe my top If you're feeling hot, even stop Cause it so good, I'm oh so sprung way you work that tongue, it just makes 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 when it ended, you what happened I'm so hard I can't stop macking
I I gotta stop sooner, but I'll stop later They call me short dog, I'm nothing but a I know what thinking, "i'm falling 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 Make good love and I do mean I go, it's the same old case Same damn thing all over the (nothing but bitches) tight-ass to pose in I used to ride the strip trying to the hoes They wasn't choosing, nope not these wanted big time vettes, riding brand new vouges So like I before, I ain't tripping Told it's time to stop 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 play games I only play young bitches, now 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 oaktown is I'm from You see I go, it's the same old case Same damn thing all over the (nothing but bitches) mad cause I the truth I'm calling you one and you can me, too me too $hort, call me "too thin" But you get a dime out of this pimp So just it up baby and I'll run right through ya Maybe just I'll come back to ya Like too clean, I'm cadillac I hit the strip, turn around, and right back See I'm a big mack, and every bitch in "is that short dog sitting at a red light? "