Shorties everywhere
Bounce, bounce
Uh huh, now bounce, bounce
Come on, uh huh
Come on shorty
Bounce, bounce
(Bounce for me)
Thats right, come on
I met her at a naughty show
Im thinking bout felacio
But, but you gotta hit me, oh
Didnt think she would though
Got home and had a voice mail
Its her, like butter for real
Left the number to her cell
Sayin when Ill be free, give her a yell
Never knew youd be the one for me
Never knew all the things you done, done for me
Whod have known youd have a son for me
Just gotta let you know
- Shorty
You can have my box number, cell number
Fax number, mamma number
Call me
Ill be right there
Always baby, cuz you want me
Phone me
I will never hurt you
Never leave you, Ill always want you
Shorty
You know youre like my homey
Cuz youre my shorty
She the type that go outside, house shoes
Weave undone, and still look good, son
Type to fight at the club
When a nigga tryin to mug
Cuz its how she show her love
Type that go through your pants pockets when you sleep
Check your pager when it beep
Tryin to catch you on the creep
Shell wash your clothes, cook your food
Watch the kids, love at the same time
Im so glad shes mine
I knew you were the one for me
I know my playa days were done for me
Shorty girl, youre really something
And I just wanna let you know, oh
Shorty gotta let you know
How much you mean to me
Ill never let you go
Never, never, never
Shorty, shorty
Youve always been down for me
(Always been down for me)
Always been down for me
So anything youll ever need
(Anything youll ever need)
Oh (Let me know)
Shorty (Shorty)
Shorty (Shorty)
- Come on now shorty
Bounce, bounce, bounce
If ya love your shorty
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Come on now shorties
Bounce, bounce, bounce
If ya love your shorties
Bounce, bounce
Shorty
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