Verse 1 You hear me talking you know Im from the OAK I tell it like it is and thats the only way Im the M the A the C the K I write my rhymes everyday Now all you onerap rappers what are you doin I got so many raps so just go right thru em My name is Short but I rap long rhymes Hand me your mic I do it all the time Now could you be like me I hate to say it Its like comparin Mickey Ds and Quick Ways You only got 3 stores I got the whole wide world I get beeps everyday from your favorite girl But Im such a dog I never call tha freak Hit it once and she was just too weak At my house I keep finer things The candy paints, got her sprung on my diamond rings She could live like a queen if she was Miss Too hort Have 2 babies, get child support But at this point she gets nathin from me I aint fakin it, freak, Im just makin the beat So dont dance, ride the strip All day long playin Too hort hits Pop in the tape and start ridin Silly young freak who started sidin In the Oaktown Chorus Oaktown , Oaktown OakOakOakOaktown In the Oaktown Oaktown , OakOakOakOaktown Oaktown OakOakOakOaktown Oaktown , OakOakOaktown OakOakOakOaktown Oaktown Verse 2 See Im a true MC, Im not a MC fool Im just rich and famous and way too cool I get paid to rhyme and I do mean Gz You dont like my raps dont buy em please I give you no refund cause my bass is phat Make it hit so hard just like a punch in the back Its that dopefiend beat got my rap on your plate Tryin to bite my style and make a demo tape Now could you be like me or someone else Bass hittin hard like the Freaky Tales Oaktown style it goes just like this If you never heard me rap dont trip Cause I hit the scene with my homie Too Clean We slap hands like a tag team Some people say they dont like Cali raps People like that must be smokin that crack I rhyme good its been 10 long years Gettin sick of all that stuff I always hear Too hort cant rap, hes from the Westcoast Between me and you patna I sell the most So lets take it to the stage and dont get scared Cause me and Too Clean, we come well prepared They call me Playboy Short, and the girls I play Every single day In the Oaktown Chorus till the end
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