Sunshine, convertable tops
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You call 'em rags, we call 'em drops
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You ride black walls, we ride Vogues
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You got a girlfriend, we pimp hoes
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You say I'm fake, I say you're smoking
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I'm just a mack named $hort from Oakland
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Just like a tag team wrestling tip
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With a nasty bitch, then the homie switch
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Bitch, ain't getting nothing but a lesson taught
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If your pimping ain't strong, it's not my fault
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Hoes start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a break
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I pull out my old white Too $hort tape
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I'm playing "Dope Fiend Beat" and the shit still hits
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Trying to stick my dick all in them lips
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She said "No, I never did it before"
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Well you ain't the bitch I'm looking for
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Cause she's rich and thick and chocolate
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Wouldn't hesitate to lick my dick
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All my parters say "$hort what's up?"
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See me with a bitch with a big-ass butt
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I don't answer, I start laughing
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Nothing going on but the Oaktown macking
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Laying it right, all damn night
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Hoes getting sprung like they smoking the pipe
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El Dorado, Mazeratti
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Nothing but freaks with fine bodies
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I love to roll my Mercedes Benz
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I'm nothing but a player like all my friends
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So when you call me fake, be for real
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The call me Short Dog cause I'm hard as hell
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Hope your girlfriend's name ain't Linelle
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I screwed her last night in a cheap motel
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Like I told my crew, when the toss up's chill
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Humping like a Chevy rolling down Foothill
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Get off the pipe fool, stop cracking
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Be like Short Dog and start macking
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T double O S-H-O-R-T
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I go solo, can't nobody fuck with me
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I'll just kick back counting my bank
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No cokes smoking, just potent dank
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Funky fresh on the microphone
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When you spin that wax, it's not the same ol' song
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Round and round it goes, where it stops no one knows
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You see me at the clubs catching all the hoes
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I don't drink vodka, I do drink gin
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I like to get a blowjob from your girlfriend
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Cause I'm macking, baby, you know that's right
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I'm from the Oaktown, straight Eastside
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I got all my game from East Oakland streets
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Now motherfuck you damn shit-haired freaks
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I go on and on as I sing my song
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If you're tender and young, I fuck you all night long
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I'm not a no-good punk, I didn't make you flunk
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I didn't tell the whole world your pussy stunk
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I cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked your mother
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But Life is Too $hort so I kept it undercover
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I'm so damn hard, on the boulevard
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Hoes ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
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Freak nasty don't trip, to me it ain't shit
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You can suck my dick with some fat hoe lips
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Riding in a Caddy with the top let down
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California sunshine, cruising the town
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On the boulevard, maybe drop my top
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If you're feeling hot, don't even stop
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Cause it feels so good, I'm oh so sprung
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They way you work that tongue, it just makes me cum
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I told all my homies, all about
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The way I bust big nuts, in your mouth
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On the boulevard, we're riding oh so real
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Not Skyline, I'm talking about Foothill
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And when it ended, you know what happened
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I'm so hard I just can't stop macking
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I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll stop later
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They call me Short Dog, I'm nothing but a player
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I know what she's thinking, "I'm falling in love"
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But there's another freak I'm thinking of
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She's got long long hair, she's not like you though
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She'll do whatever I say, she'll even be my hoe
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Cause I don't wanna get married, I'd rather freak Mary
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Make good love and I do mean very
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Wherever I go, it's the same old case
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Same damn thing all over the place
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(Nothing but bitches) Tight-ass jeans to pose in
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I used to ride the strip trying to catch the hoes
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They wasn't choosing, nope not these hoes
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They wanted big time Vettes, riding brand new Vouges
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So like I said before, I ain't tripping
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Told myself it's time to stop bullshitting
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Did the gangster walk, did it like this
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Walked up to a girl and I called her a bitch
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I said "My name is $hort, I don't play games
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I only play young bitches, now what's your name?"
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She said "I wouldn't tell you in all my life
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You're just a little thug, you're not my type"
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