Sunshine, convertable You 'em rags, we call 'em drops You black walls, we ride vogues You got a girlfriend, we hoes You say I'm fake, I say you're I'm just a named $hort from oakland Just a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, the homie switch Bitch, ain't getting nothing but a lesson If your pimping ain't strong, it's not my Hoes start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a I pull out my old white too $hort I'm playing "dope beat" and the shit still hits Trying to stick my all in them lips She "no, I never did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm for Cause she's rich and thick and Wouldn't hesitate to lick my All my say "$hort what's up? " See me with a bitch a big-ass butt I don't answer, I start Nothing going on but the oaktown it right, all damn night Hoes getting sprung like smoking the pipe El dorado, Nothing but with fine bodies I love to roll my mercedes I'm nothing but a like all my friends So when you call me fake, be for The call me dog cause I'm hard as hell Hope girlfriend's name ain't 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 pipe fool, cracking Be short dog and start macking
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, potent dank fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax, it's not the same ol' Round and it goes, where it stops no one knows You see me at the clubs all the hoes I don't 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, eastside I got all my from east oakland streets Now motherfuck you shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I sing my 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 your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked your But is too $hort so I kept it undercover I'm so damn hard, on the ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car Freak 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 hot, don't even stop 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, riding oh so real Not skyline, I'm talking about And when it ended, you know what I'm so I just can't stop macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll stop They call me short dog, I'm nothing but a I what she's thinking, "i'm falling in love" But there's another I'm thinking of She's got long long hair, she's not like you She'll do whatever I say, she'll 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 thing all over the place (nothing but bitches) tight-ass to pose in I used to ride the strip trying to the hoes They wasn't choosing, not these hoes They wanted big time vettes, brand new vouges So like I said before, I tripping Told myself it's to stop bullshitting Did the gangster walk, did it this Walked up to a girl and I called her a I said "my name is $hort, I play games I only young bitches, now what's your name? " She "i wouldn't tell you in all my life just a little thug, you're not my type" I said "i'm sir too $hort, be no punk" East is where I'm from You see I go, it's the same old case damn thing 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 dime out of this So just give it up baby and 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 come right See I'm a big mack, and every bitch in Says "is that short dog at a red light? "