Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Eaton
Al Eaton
Composer
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Too $hort
Too $hort
Producer
Al Eaton
Al Eaton
Mixing Engineer
DJ Pooh
DJ Pooh
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You hear me talkin'
You know I'm from the O-A-K
I tell it like it is and that's the only way
I'm the M, the A, the C, the K
I write my rhymes everyday, now all you one-rap rappers
What are you doin'?
[Verse 2]
I got so many raps, I just go right through 'em, my name is Short
But I rap long rhymes
Hand me a mic, I do it all the time, now could you be like me?
I hate to say it, It's like comparin' Mickey D's and Quick Ways
You only got 3 stores, I got the whole wide world
I get beeps everyday from your favorite girl
[Verse 3]
But I'm such a dog, I never call the 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
[Verse 4]
She could live like a queen, if she was Miss Too $hort
Have two babies, get child support
But at this point, she gets nothin' from me
I ain't fakin' it, freak, I'm just makin' the beat
[Verse 5]
So don't dance, ride the strip
All day long playin' Too $hort hits
Pop in the tape and start ridin'
Silly young freak who started slidin' in the Oaktown
[Verse 6]
Oaktown
Oaktown
In the Oaktown
[Verse 7]
Oaktown
Oaktown
Oaktown
Oaktown
[Verse 8]
See I'm a true MC, I'm not a MC fool, I'm just rich and famous and way too cool
I get paid to rhyme and I do mean G's
You don't like my raps, don't 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
[Verse 9]
It's that dope fiend beat, got my rap on your plate
Tryna 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, don't trip
[Verse 10]
'Cause I hit the scene with my homie Too Clean
We slap hands like a tag team
Some people say they don't like Cali raps
People like that must be smokin' that crack
[Verse 11]
I rhyme good it's been ten long years
Gettin' sick of all that stuff, I always hear
Too $hort can't rap, he's from the Westcoast
Between me and you partner, I sell the most
[Verse 12]
So let's take it to the stage and don't 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
[Verse 13]
Oaktown
Oaktown
In the Oaktown
Oaktown
[Verse 14]
Oaktown
Oaktown
Oaktown
[Verse 15]
Oaktown
Oaktown
Oaktown
Written by: Al Eaton, Todd Shaw
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