Five foot three
She put the O in low cut jeans
Bad girl written on her baby T
But she sure look good to me
You know not the ordinary
She got me whipped like
Cream without the cherry
And for a playa me that's kinda scary
Cause I don't fall easily
You know
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Shorty got a tongue ring
And you know that could
Only mean one thing
Shes the bad type of girl
That you dream about
But don't you dare
Bring her home to your
Mamas house
Cause you know
Shorty got a tattoo
A little devil on her hip
Smiling at you
And though I like what I see
So why is it wrong
For me to believe
That shorty could be right for me
I bit my lip
Cause baby girl
She flipped the script
Took a pen and wrote
Her digits on my wrist
Said to call me up and don't forget
Im not gonna shower
Till I call her up
And let her know the hour
To come and meet me
On sunset blvd
Cause Im diggin what
Im seeing so far shorty
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