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
3 stores, I got the whole wide world I get beeps everyday from your favorite girl But I'm such a dog, I never call the freak Hit it once and she was just too weak At my house
It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it Now, I come from, the
will make you wet in your pants But to me, they're just two more tramps With some good ass motherfucking pussy, no shit Short Dog's in the motherfucking house
I heard there was a rumor Too Short was dead Walked in the house and got shot in the head I know you don't believe it, if you do you're wrong How can
stereo 'Bout the pimpin' game, that you should know And if you don't, it's alright 'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to ya all damn night I'm short dog
hoe' speech All these fake-ass hoes, fake punk-ass bitches Do you know what I mean, Vern? Fuckin? 'em up like that, man $hort Dog?s in the house, bitch
I rap, I spit a rap to a freak, I rarely ever think about a sucker Mc I go platinum, it's just like slapping 'em, bitch Short Dog in the house, starting
Short Dog in the house, I'm that flip Getting clip, or playing pool I can't help it I'm so damn cool Call me 'Dog' or leave me alone I'm riding in a
Now take my bitch, she won't complain about shit Because she's my hoe, she don't belong to a trick So when you fuck her and give her all your cash I get
-T on the nail Cause now I'm out making my mail It all started out from a freaky tale If that's what sells then I'm a stick with it Short Dog ain't changing
act like someone else? All you gotta do is just be yourself We're all the same color underneath Short dog's in the house you'd better listen to me Never
Tilted just a bit to the wrong side Mother Mary your tea's in the oven My head's got caught in the red tape Voodoo sunset, morning Jesus Marilyn Manson
(Browne/Glenister) She thinks the world and his dog Should walk up her street Maybe she's on to something She keeps her head in the limelight Wasting
House Dog, Party Favor. Well-to-do on the bone you savor. a local invitational, a roaring hello, Mind's racing but you just don't know. What to do, How
There he goes, hes doing it again, hes out all night with all his friends Shes on the couch, her head in her hands 6 AM. hes through the door, Dog house
She knows different and it ain't no use Lordy, Lordy, Lordy got them dog house blues No use talkin', I got the dog house blues I went in the house, started
dog I've got nothin' to lose A mad dog You've got nothin' I can use A mad dog Howling at the moon A mad dog A mad dog A mad dog A mad dog A mad dog Mad
