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Shorty

gon' brake it down Shorty, Shorty, say would you be mine? Shorty, Shorty would you be mine?, Shorty would you be mine? Shorty, Shorty, say would you be mine? Shorty, yea, Shorty

Yeah, you know, it's like I rap, I got two platinum albums I do a lotta concerts all over the place I seen the groupies, they do whatever you say When

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 actin' like Goldy Tell me who's in the house now? Shorty

hoe I throw a bitch in the god damn trunk And start slamming that Oakland funk Short Dogg's in the house, once again Trying to fade the platnum, with Shorty

So you want to be a gangster all that shit Smoke any motherfucker, don't even trip You be hard as hell, take whatever you want Punk suckers wanna front

make some dough Flip Benzes and turn out shows 'Cause Oakland got talent, fool MC's in elementary school Not to mention musicians and singers And Shorty

-ant banks- Ahhhhhh shit Now let me warm it up I got the gin and juice and I'm a poor 'em cup To get smooth in the mood that I'm in So lets start riding

day he's gonna be Said he wanna be, shorties gonna be a thug Said he gonna be, one day he's gonna be Said he wanna be, shorties gonna be a thug Shorties

ready yet fi quit. (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Verse.1) Add lips Shorty looking hot, Shorty looking sweet Shorty Shorty looking hot Shorty looking sweet Shorty looking hot, Shorty Shorty looking sweet Shorty looking hot, Shorty