Too $hort — Oakland Style

Hey Banks "Sup $hort?" Man the motherfucking album is funky as hell All the tracks is laid "Your breath hella funky" It's that jam man don't trip with us Where's Short B at man? "What's up? what's up?" Hey Shorty roll one up man we're finnin' to shake this motherfucker out, ya know? "Give me them papers Peewee" P "What up man?" We ain't smoking no blunts man We ain't got no cigars "Hey, where that hendawg at? You got any drink here today?" "Yeah outside" "Quiet nigga, where's your shit at? That's that Oak- that's that Oakland shit P Oh yeah, ay, oh yeah, P is from Oakland P's from Richmond, California y'all Them Richmond niggas'll shoot your ass in a minute Yeah! That's how we do it in Oaktown, baby... $hort Dog's on the microphone... Straight from the East Side... I'm a player, bitch, Oakland style They call me playboy $hort, I know it's been a while Since dangerous crew took the time to say hello Mothafuckas makin' money in the ghetto It's just another day and it's way too real All my bitches cut, so what? That's how I feel It's all good so just make me rich And get in where you fit in, bitch Well, I get high cause that's what I do What about you? Tell me is it true? I heard you was thru, your ass went broke Jewerly got pawned and your cars got sold But on the long run you got nothin' to prove Life to me is like a funk in the groove You gotta get right in where you belong Find a right mission and ride the song Ride it...Oakland style...Bitch!