I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I told her recognize game when it's in your face She started dipping to the beat and feeling the ba** Cause girl, you're on my mind Don't stop, now's the time Young tender, would you be mine We can get freaky in the right situation But I'm a let you know that tricking ain't my occupation I'm a player, looking to be chose I keep it way too real so you know how it goes You want flowers, I'll buy your a** a rose But later on you'll be coming out them pantyhose Cause this is where you need to be Tell Paula and Janet, tonight you leaving with me Chorus: Cause, Life Is Too Short, but I ain't tripping Baby we could be getting it, don't fight the feeling Lets get in, where we fit in and later for the rest Tonight it's all about you I'm your special request Oh, special request Baby you're my Special request Special request Turn me on your radio Turn me on your radio Don't stop, just call it verse two Tonight it's going down, won't you come on through Not your average, everyday, same old or out dated This raw (this raw), uncut, x-rated And I ain't like the lames and they played out ways It's like comparing Mickey D's to Kwikways That ain't me, I'm from the old school I play an instrumental, get some wine and we cool I'll be a fast talking con man, blowing your mind Freak you and your girlfriend at the same time (Ooh you got a dirty mouth You nasty and that's what I'm talking about) I'm an Oaktown mack and it's like that So Let's do it again, after my show I'm in East Oakland, won't you slide on through I'll put on some old Short and give you something to ride to Chorus