Shorty

(Album: The Best Of Both Worlds - 2002)

So I told shorty I be producing, I be making them beats
Be making them hits, ya know
So I told her my name, my name is Tone
She said "Town!"
You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me
Trackmaster
(We see you Tone
Tone the referee
We see you, baby)
C'mon shorty
That nigga Hov' (holler)
Y'all niggas don't understand
(Uh-uh, they don't understand
Flow for 'em
No lemme sing for 'em
Just sing for 'em)

Check it, Mr. Kel
It's like this, some of y'all niggas got, legs for lips
Running ya mouth mad 'cause I, pop that Cris'
Go up in 3-10, and cop that six
Then roll around with yo' chick
Some of y'all niggas mad 'cause I drop these hits
Thug ass nigga, on some, R&B shit
Now that shit done fucked around and, made me rich
And, for those of you who don't like it, y'all can suck my "Uh!"
Leading honies to my suite like I'm, the pied piper
Have their ass hitting high notes like they're Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be like "Woo", and I be like "Woo"
When her tides got high, fuck it, I'm a don
Running late for the studio, fuck it, I'm 'bout to come
Dress cold at club, fuck it, Air Force I's
Said I wouldn't mention Sisqo, fuck it, he's a bum
Ali boombaye, hit you with the right hook
You be like, "What the fuck was that?"
Me and Jigga, we are like the industry's po-po
Nigga y'all best shit can't even fuck with our demos
Shorty

From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world (shorty)
From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world

Woo! It's The Best of Both Worlds baby
Shorty, what yo' name is?
Shorty, who yo' man is?
C'mon and make moves with a dude who move 'caine
Like a old man, you know who game this is? Young Hov'
Name is respected in fifty different languages, mommy come roll
I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, London on Monday
Back to L.A
This ain't rap, this is real, I could trick a half a mil'
In three hours, ma the streets'll be ours (woo!)
Shorty, I got something for you
Wouldn't give a chick a dime before, but now I wanna spoil you
(Shorty) the trips to the Gucc 'shop, get your cooch hot
How 'bout I do a helipads on the roof top?
(Shorty) ya heller rad, you're my rock star shorty
Here's my number, shit, you ain't gotta call me

(Shorty)
From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world (shorty)
From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world

I'm chilling in my 4.6 at the light
5 o'clock in the morning, been drinking all night
And, plus I'm high, but it ain't over
4 slim bodies scooped me in a wide body Rover
Panties and bras all the way from the bed to the sofa
For all you R&B so called players, I'm 'bout to coach ya
Sit right there, and watch me freak yo girl chocha
Tongue all down her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke her
It's The Best of Both Worlds, sticking ya in the "uh!"
Put ya hands up like it's money in the air
We 'bout to rip these charts like Zorro blade
So hot you're gonna need a cold glass of lemonade
To all my real live niggas, that shoot dice and play spades
In a nice crib, word up, juking the Maid
On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel
R. Kizel in the hotel swizels chicks on the knizels

From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town, we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami, all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world (shorty)
From New York on to L.A. (shorty)
Chi-Town, we freak the night away (shorty)
Miami, all the pretty girls (shorty)
We know chicks all around the world

Shorty
Shorty