Big Moe - Shorty Lyrics
f/ A3, Mafia Mike, Noke D, Tyte Eyez(*talking*)Hey girl, what's up, you knowI been checking you out right, whatYou can't tell, check this out thenThis what I wanna tell you right here[Hook: A3 & Noke D]Hey there shorty, can I get with youBecause we came here to party, and do what playas doI've been peeping you all night, your booty's feeling rightI ain't trying to be your man, cause a playa's down to understand[Mafia Mike]Baby I been peeping you, for a real hot secondI know you got a man, and I trying to disrespect himBut check it, I get the message when you tell me that you need himBut baby, I ain't trying to change your lifestyle eitherYour people steady telling you, to leave dude aloneBut it's hard, you just pictured a new car and a homeA new phone to talk on, when you ride down the streetYour hair stay fixed, manicures smelling sweetTo me, all that beauty poo I know that you sickIt's the small things that count, and that's what you missI came back to get a kiss, and to tell you good nightAnd to really show you, that's it's gon be iightKinda like Prada hot, to set the mood straightBaby I'm your cow, gon taking you awayOk, go on ahead and lay your head on my chestI know that's what you want, that mean you through with all the stressI confess[Hook][Big Moe]Shorty I've been watching youCan you be my baby booWe can bang Screw, all nightFloss in my Navigator, on chromeLet me show you around my hoodWhere the block stay hot, and it's all goodI'ma flip it, like a real playa shouldI can't explain, what's understoodUnderstand, you can't be my wifeCause I'm still young, trying to live my lifeSee things, that I ain't seenI'm on a mission, trying to live my dreamWe can chill, anywhere todayIf it's real then it's real, baby girl why waitMy partna needs me, I ain't got time to playI'll do anything you want, just say[Hook][Tyte Eyez]Peep game, I ain't the one to jump flyBut since I stepped through the do', you been giving me the eyeI'm trying to figure out why, a girl so thoedWanna mess with a nigga, that'll dig in her soulI'm in control, let's keep it on the lowWatching your g-string, move across the dance flo'While Moe over fo', screwed up moving slowOnly pulling bad hoes, that's down for losing clothesI suppose, one I get up in your mindTwo, lay down then get up in your spineThree, that's me a bonefied GI smash and then free, that's the taste of a ski I-PR-O miss, to lace your bubble bath, in Don P and CrisWatch us made that switch, but I'm far from a trickI just like to make your wish, to live like this cause I'ma playa[Hook - 2x]Shorty, shorty, shorty, oh yeah
