"Hard On The Boulevard" - TOO $HORT 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 I'm fake I say you're smoking I'm just a mack named $hort from Oakland Just like a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch then the homie switch Bitch ain't getting nothing but a lesson taught If your pimping ain't strong it's not my fault Hoes start choosing wouldn't give 'em a break I pull out my old white Too $hort tape I'm playing "Dope Fiend Beat" and the shit still hits Trying to stick my dick all in them lips She said "No I never did it before" Well you ain't the bitch I'm looking for Cause she's rich and thick and chocolate Wouldn't hesitate to lick my dick All my parters say "$hort what's up " See me with a bitch with a big-ass butt I don't 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 I'm nothing but a player like all my friends So when you call me fake be for real The call me Short Dog cause I'm hard as hell Hope your girlfriend's name ain't Linelle I screwed her last night in a cheap motel Like I told my crew when the toss up's 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 can't nobody f**k with me I'll just kick back counting my bank No cokes smoking just potent dank Funky fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax it's 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 don't drink vodka I do drink gin I like to get a blowjob from your girlfriend Cause I'm macking baby you know that's right I'm from the Oaktown straight Eastside I got all my game from East Oakland streets Now motherf**k you damn shit-haired freaks I go on and on as I sing my song If you're tender and young I f**k you all night long I'm not a no-good punk I didn't make you flunk I didn't tell the whole world your pussy stunk I cut you slack in my rap I could've macked your mother But Life is Too $hort so I kept it undercover I'm so damn hard on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping on me they wanna f**k my car Freak nasty don't trip to me it ain't 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 you're feeling hot don't even stop Cause it feels so good I'm 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 we're riding oh so real Not Skyline I'm talking about Foothill And when it ended you know what happened I'm so hard I just can't stop macking I know I gotta stop sooner but I'll stop later They call me Short Dog I'm nothing but a player I know what she's thinking "I'm falling in love" But there's another freak I'm thinking of She's got long long hair she's not like you though She'll do whatever I say she'll even be my hoe Cause I don't wanna get married I'd rather freak Mary Make good love and I do mean very Wherever I go it's 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 wasn't choosing nope not these hoes They wanted big time Vettes riding brand new Vouges So like I said before I ain't tripping Told myself it's time to stop bullshitting Did the gangster walk did it like this Walked up to a girl and I called her a bitch