| Yo, what’s poppin' off out here son?
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| Yo, hold up, I think that’s my baby mama on the phone
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| Damn, yo, hold on, yo hold on for a second
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| Yo, man, you see shorty right there (look at shorty right there)
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| Yo, I’mma call you back in a second, aight?
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| Yo, excuse me Miss Thang with your nose ring
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| The way your body swing, you make a nigga wanna sing
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| I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things
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| And you highly motivated by what money brings
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| You got a dope fetish, attitude to go get it
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| A little athletic, no need for cosmetics
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| A little bowlegged, street smarts and good credit
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| You got the best part, that’s why you actin' hard headed
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| It’s a man’s world, baby girl, don’t forget it
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| But what’s a thug without his ladybug, I must respect it
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| I know a woman’s worth, ladies come first
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| I’m the Sun, you’re the Earth, mother of the universe
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| I know what you like, you go for the street type
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| Who keep the g tight, and hit the G-spot right
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| I just might, call my wife
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| Tell her «Baby, I’m not comin' home tonight»
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| Damn (yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there
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| (Yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there
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| (Look at shorty right there) damn
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| Yeah, checkin' baby girl with the wavy curls
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| Precious lady pearl in the shady world
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| Please to meet you, your dress fit as if see through
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| Niggas treat you like royalty and dream to freak you
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| Diva in your own right, keep your home right
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| Bad bitch with the switch, let’s trip the strobe lights
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| Tight with the Power-U, I’ll devour you
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| Everything about you, make me scout you
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| No doubt, boo, make me fiend for a taste
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| Your hot like a fireplace, shows in your face
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| Now, come out the closet, baby girl, it’s safe
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| Just a taste, of sex, lies and videotape
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| Let’s skate, but late on the way, sound clever
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| Drinkin' brown leather, she down for whatever
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| We he call tomorrow, that’s the question asked
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| Call it love at first sight, til the next one pass like
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| Look at shorty right there, with the six-pack
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| Lookin' like a fruit snack with the shoe strapped to her knee caps
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| Look at shorty right there in the blue Range
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| With the two bangs, high in the eye, she’s a true dame
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| Nah, look at shorty right there, with the mini skirt
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| With pink finky shirt, the way her body jerk make my jimmy hurt
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| Nah, shorty right there, the amazon
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| Six foot three, with the glasses on, built for a marathon
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| Look at shorty right there with the big hips (where?)
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| With the group of chicks, aiyo, lady who ya’ll rollin' wit?
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| Shorty right there, with the white dude
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| In the sky blue, knowin' she fly, friend is right too…
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| Look at shorty right there! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shorty Right There , by - Inspectah Deck. Song from the album The Movement, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп