Jay-Z & R. Kelly Shorty lyrics

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Shorty by Jay-z & R. Kelly Shorty lyrics feat. R.Kelly [Talking: Tone] So, I told shorty I be producin�, I be makin� them beats, makin� them hits, you know? So I told her my name, my name is Tone. She said, �Tone?!?!� You know, like she never heard of me, you know? So I said, �OK, you may know me by my other name. Sometimes they call me..� Track-mas-ter! (R. Kelly) We see you tone. (Jay-Z) Haha, I like this. (R. Kelly) Tone the referee, we see you baby. (Jay-Z) C�mon shorty! Let nigga hold! (R. Kelly) Holla! (Jay-Z) That�s why niggas don�t understand. (R. Kelly) They don�t understand. Flow for �em don�t sing for �em just flow �em. (Jay-Z) [Verse 1: R. Kelly] Mr. Cash! It�s like this? Some of ya niggas got licks for lips Runnin� ya mouth mad cuz I pop that Cris Go up in 3-10 and cop that 6 And roll around with yo chick. Some of ya�ll niggas mad cuz 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 who don�t like it ya�ll can suck my (UHH!) Lead honies to my suit like I�m the Pied Piper Body ass hittin� high notes like they Mariah Get that pussy we enough to put out a bon fire She be like WHOO! And I be like WHOO! When her tides got high, Fuck It! Ima Don Runnin� late for the studio, Fuck It! I'm bout to come Dress code at the club, Fuck It! Air Force 1's Said I wouldn't mention Sisqo, Fuck It! He's a bum Ally boom, buaya, Hit you with the right hook You be like, what the fuck was that? Me and Jigga, we are like the industries po-po�s Nigga yall best shit can't even fuck with our demo's Shorty [Chorus: R. Kelly] 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) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Shorty, what yo name is? Shorty, who yo man is? C'mon and make moves with a dude who move cane Like a old man, you know who game this is, Young Hov! Name is respected in 50 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 trip and have a meal In three hours ma the streets will be ours Shorty, I got something for you, Wouldn't give a chick a dime before, but now I wanna spoil you Shorty, with trips to the Guc shop, get yo cooch hot How �bout I do a helipads on the roof top Shorty, ya hella rag, your my rock star, shorty Here�s my number shit, you ain�t gotta to call me Shorty [Chorus: R. Kelly] 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) [Verse 3: R. Kelly] Chillin� in my 4 point 6, at the light 5:00 in the morning, been drinking all night And, Plus I'm high, but it ain�t over Four slim bodies scooped me in a wide body Rover Panties and bras all the way from the bed to the sofa All of you R&B so called playas, I'm �bout to coach ya Sit right there, and watch me freak yo girl chocha Tounge all down her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke her Its The Best Of Both Worlds, stickin ya in the (UHH!) Put ya hands up like it's money in the air We �bout to rip these charts like Zorro Blade So hot your 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, jukin� the maid On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel R. Kizel in the hotel swizel chicks on the nizel. [Chorus: R. Kelly] 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) Lyrics by: [email protected]

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