Donell Jones - Shorty Lyrics
Ooh, ooh...Ooh, ooh...Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...Whoa, whoa...Whoa, whoa...yeah...Listen baby(verse 1)Up in the place i see you getting downCan't help but look at youGotta crowd around youNow you're the baddest thing i've seen tonightSo come on girl let's put it in flightI got the v-1-2, 6-4-0Sitting outside of the doorSo bring it on, by the wayYour body's plays forAnd that's a little something a ***** craves for(chorus)It's a quarter past threeGirl, what's it gonna beShorty got her eyes on meWe've been talking since twoGirl, what'cha gonna doTell 'em that you're riding with meIt's a quarter past threeGirl, what's it gonna beShorty got her eyes on meYou've been fronting since twoGirl, what'cha gonna doI'll be chillin' at the embassy, what(verse 2)I'm watching you moveI stop to fantasizeAbout the way i'm gonna put it on her *** tonightSo come on and ride shotgunI got the bubbles if you like it we can pop someI see me and you, flossing in my coupeMaybe we can peel back to roofAnd get it onAnd i see your body's plays forI like the little thing around your navel, baby(chorus)(bridge)All i know is i'm not leaving here alone, yeahNow you might be the baddest in the club to meBut shorty's got it bad and wanna slide with me tonightSo what'cha gonna do <what'cha gonna do>Is it gonna be me and youYou got to stop playing gamesGirl, you got to stop faking me, ooh(chorus/fade out)
