Sunshine, convertable tops
You call em rags, we call em drops
You ride black walls, we ride vogues
You got a girlfriend, we pimp hoes
You say Im fake, I say youre smoking
Im just a mack named $hort from oakland
Just like a tag team wrestling tip
With a nasty bitch, then the homie switch
Bitch, aint getting nothing but a lesson taught
If your pimping aint strong, its not my fault
Hoes start choosing, wouldnt give em a break
I pull out my old white too $hort tape
Im playing "dope fiend beat" and the shit still hits
Trying to stick my dick all in them lips
She said "no, I never did it before"
Well you aint the bitch Im looking for
Cause shes rich and thick and chocolate
Wouldnt hesitate to lick my dick
All my parters say "$hort whats up? "
See me with a bitch with a big-ass butt
I dont answer, I start laughing
Nothing going on but the oaktown macking
Laying it right, all damn night
Hoes getting sprung like they smoking the pipe
El dorado, mazeratti
Nothing but freaks with fine bodies
I love to roll my mercedes benz
Im nothing but a player like all my friends
So when you call me fake, be for real
The call me short dog cause Im hard as hell
Hope your girlfriends name aint linelle
I screwed her last night in a cheap motel
Like I told my crew, when the toss ups chill
Humping like a chevy rolling down foothill
Get off the pipe fool, stop cracking
Be like short dog and start macking
T double o s-h-o-r-t
I go solo, cant nobody fuck with me
Ill just kick back counting my bank
No cokes smoking, just potent dank
Funky fresh on the microphone
When you spin that wax, its not the same ol song
Round and round it goes, where it stops no one knows
You see me at the clubs catching all the hoes
I dont drink vodka, I do drink gin
I like to get a blowjob from your girlfriend
Cause Im macking, baby, you know thats right
Im from the oaktown, straight eastside
I got all my game from east oakland streets
Now motherfuck you damn shit-haired freaks
I go on and on as I sing my song
If youre tender and young, I fuck you all night long
Im not a no-good punk, I didnt make you flunk
I didnt tell the whole world your pussy stunk
I cut you slack in my rap, I couldve macked your mother
But life is too $hort so I kept it undercover
Im so damn hard, on the boulevard
Hoes aint tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Freak nasty dont trip, to me it aint shit
You can suck my dick with some fat hoe lips
Riding in a caddy with the top let down
California sunshine, cruising the town
On the boulevard, maybe drop my top
If youre feeling hot, dont even stop
Cause it feels so good, Im oh so sprung
They way you work that tongue, it just makes me cum
I told all my homies, all about
The way I bust big nuts, in your mouth
On the boulevard, were riding oh so real
Not skyline, Im talking about foothill
And when it ended, you know what happened
Im so hard I just cant stop macking
I know I gotta stop sooner, but Ill stop later
They call me short dog, Im nothing but a player
I know what shes thinking, "im falling in love"
But theres another freak Im thinking of
Shes got long long hair, shes not like you though
Shell do whatever I say, shell even be my hoe
Cause I dont wanna get married, Id rather freak mary
Make good love and I do mean very
Wherever I go, its the same old case
Same damn thing all over the place
(nothing but bitches) tight-ass jeans to pose in
I used to ride the strip trying to catch the hoes
They wasnt choosing, nope not these hoes
They wanted big time vettes, riding brand new vouges
So like I said before, I aint tripping
Told myself its time to stop bullshitting
Did the gangster walk, did it like this
Walked up to a girl and I called her a bitch
I said "my name is $hort, I dont play games
I only play young bitches, now whats your name? "
She said "i wouldnt tell you in all my life
Youre just a little thug, youre not my type"
I said "im sir too $hort, couldnt be no punk"
East oaktown is where Im from
You see wherever I go, its the same old case
Same damn thing all over the place
(nothing but bitches) mad cause I told the truth
Im calling you one and you can call me, too
Call me too $hort, call me "too thin"
But you wouldnt get a dime out of this pimp
So just give it up baby and Ill run right through ya
Maybe just maybe Ill come back to ya
Like too clean, Im riding cadillac
I hit the strip, turn around, and come right back
See Im a big mack, and every bitch in sight
Says "is that short dog sitting at a red light? "
