Lyric I Ain t Nothin But a Dog

I ve been a dog ever since I was young
I saw The Mack and got all so sprung
I couldn t help it, I had to be just like that
With a stable of hoes and my pockets fat
But don t trip, I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain t with no marriage and a wedding ring
I be a player for life, forget about a wife
She just ain t my type
Cause i mack each hoe and get richer
And if it ain t like that then I forget ya
I know you re just a freak, hoe
You re so nasty
That s why you re stairin
When you walk like pass me
Bitch, now you re lookin back
All dogs must chase the cat
So here I come, I just wanna fuck you and cut
Treat you like trampy slut
So much game when homies tough
Meet a bitch like you and smooth come up
I have your fake-ass closin up bank accounts
Spittin straight pimpgame from the Oakland-town
It s been done before and i do it again
Break your mama, your sista and all your friends
$hort dog s on the microphone
And I won t stop mackin till my bank is long
So try to break me if you wanna
From me you get nothin but drama
If you re a rich bitch, I got a new twist
And if you re with it, bitch
Then we can do this
Put me on the payroll
Bick me down bankroll
Buy me a benz and keep my tank full
Cause other than that, I don t need no brood
$hort Dog ain t nothin but a dog...

I got all my game from East Oakland s street
So mothafuck you damn shit-head freaks
Couldn t pay me enough to treat you right
Cause $hort Dog ain t nothin nice
Like a sucka-mothafucka let a bitch be boss
Tellin him how much she wants
Let her use your car
I m from oakland, bitch
And you can check my rap
I hear fake bitches get slapped
Let a bitch get bold with me
I start to act like Goldy
Tell me who s in the house now?
Shorty The Pimp
And I m the last mothafucka
That will pay your rent
I ain t blind, I know you re fine as fuck
But you re a tramp, bitch
You ain t mine what s up?
Try to give me some pussy but I want some head
And I allready know everythin you did
They say you fuck like old-ass tired bitch
But the word is out you suck some good ass dick
And I don t want nothin if I can t get it all
You should know
Cause I ain t nothin but a dog, bitch...

$hort dog ain t nothin but a dog
Bitch, fuck with me and you gotta do it all
Most brothas try to take freaks out
I get a room and stick my dick in her mouth
They spend money on a movie and some dinner
But $hort Dog goes straight up in her
I give bitches no respect
And the way I run my game they understand this shit
You couldn t be like me cause you buy her things
Used to be a broke fiend and now it s diamond rings
I remember when I fucked your prom date
You bought a dress and everythin
But she just couldn t wait for the pralm to end
So she can call me up it was our very first date
And it was cool to fuck
Now I be doin this shit all the time
I got bitches on my mind
Can t change in 1992
Cause I still gotta find new, sweet, black
What should I call it? I won t say it
But if it s lain on my bed, I m a fade it
$hort dog ain t nothin but a dog
Use to clown to hoes at the East Maid mall
I was actin like a pimp when I was 7
Started to suckin up game at 11
And at the age of young 14
I started to knock young bitches on the scene
Couldn t give a fuck less about a bitch
Thinkin like that $hort Dog got rich
Now I m makin ends and you think i m weak
Cause i m allways downin these toe-up freaks
Tell me who s the man
And who s the mouse, bitch?
I m Audi-five to my dog house...