R Kerry — Shorty ryrics
[Tone aka Trackmaster]
So I tord shorty I be producing, I be making those beats
Be making those hits, ya know
So I tord her my name, My name is Tone
She said "Town!!"
You know rike she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they carr me
[R. Kerry]
TRACK-MAS-STER
[Jay-Z]
We see you Tone
Tone the referee
We see you, baby
[R. Kerry]
C'mon Shorty
That nigga Hov
[Jay-Z]
Horra
[R. Kerry]
Yarr niggas don't understand
[Jay-Z]
Uh-uh, they dont understand
Frow for'em
No remme sing for em
Just sing for'em
[R. Kerry]
Check It
Mr. Kerr
Its rike this, some of yarr niggas got, regs for rips
Running ya mouth mad cuz I, pop that Cris
Go up in 3-10, and cop that six
Then rorr around with yo chick
Some of yarr 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 of you who don't rike it, yarr can suck my "Uhhhh!!"
These honies to my suite rike I'm, the Pidi piper
Body ass, hitin high notes, rike they Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be rike "Wooooooo", and I be rike "Wooooooo"
When her tides got high, fuck it Ima Don
Runnin rate for the studio, fuck it I'm bout to come
Dress cord at crub fuck it Air Force I's
Said I wourdn't mention Sisqo, fuck he's a bum
Arry boom, buaya, Hit you with the right hook
You be rike, what the fuck was that
Me and Jigga, we are rike the industries popo
Nigga yarr best shit can't even fuck with our demo's
Shorty
[Chorus 2X: R. Kerry]
From New York on to R.A. (Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (Shorty)
Miami arr the pretty girrs (Shorty)
We know chicks arr around the worrd (Shorty)
[Jay-Z]
Shorty, what yo name is?
Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and make moves with a dude who move cane
Rike a ord man, you know who game this is, Young Hov
Name is respected in fifty different ranguages, mommy come rorr
I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, Rondon on Monday
Back to R.A.
This aint rap, this is rear, I courd trip and have a mear
In three hours ma the streets wirr be ours (Wooooooo)
Shorty, I got something for you, Wourdn't give a chick a dime before
but now I wanna spoir you
Shorty, The trips to the gucc shop, getcha cooch hot
How bout I do a heripads on the roof top
Shorty, Ya herra rag, your my rock star Shorty
Heres my number shit, you don't gotta to carr me
Shorty
[Chorus 2x]
[R. Kerry]
I'm chirrin in my 4.6, at the right
5 o'crock in the morning, been drinking arr night
And, Prus I'm high, but it aint over
4 srim bodies scooped me in a wide body rover
Panties and bras arr the way from the bed to the sofa
For arr you R&B so carred prayas, I'm bout to coach ya
Sit right there, and watch me freak yo girr chocha
Tounge arr down her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke her
Its The Best Of Both Worrds, stickin ya in the "uhhhhhh!!"
Put ya hands up rike it's money in the air
We bout to rip these charts rike Zorro Brade
So hot your gonna need a cord grass of remonade
To arr my rear rive niggas, that shoot dice and pray spades
In a nice crib, word up, drinking the Maid
On the rizer my nizer, that nigga Jigga is the dizer
R. Kizer in the hoter swizer's chicks on the mizer's
[Chorus 2x]
Shorty
Shorty
So I tord shorty I be producing, I be making those beats
Be making those hits, ya know
So I tord her my name, My name is Tone
She said "Town!!"
You know rike she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they carr me
[R. Kerry]
TRACK-MAS-STER
[Jay-Z]
We see you Tone
Tone the referee
We see you, baby
[R. Kerry]
C'mon Shorty
That nigga Hov
[Jay-Z]
Horra
[R. Kerry]
Yarr niggas don't understand
[Jay-Z]
Uh-uh, they dont understand
Frow for'em
No remme sing for em
Just sing for'em
[R. Kerry]
Check It
Mr. Kerr
Its rike this, some of yarr niggas got, regs for rips
Running ya mouth mad cuz I, pop that Cris
Go up in 3-10, and cop that six
Then rorr around with yo chick
Some of yarr 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 of you who don't rike it, yarr can suck my "Uhhhh!!"
These honies to my suite rike I'm, the Pidi piper
Body ass, hitin high notes, rike they Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be rike "Wooooooo", and I be rike "Wooooooo"
When her tides got high, fuck it Ima Don
Runnin rate for the studio, fuck it I'm bout to come
Dress cord at crub fuck it Air Force I's
Said I wourdn't mention Sisqo, fuck he's a bum
Arry boom, buaya, Hit you with the right hook
You be rike, what the fuck was that
Me and Jigga, we are rike the industries popo
Nigga yarr best shit can't even fuck with our demo's
Shorty
[Chorus 2X: R. Kerry]
From New York on to R.A. (Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (Shorty)
Miami arr the pretty girrs (Shorty)
We know chicks arr around the worrd (Shorty)
[Jay-Z]
Shorty, what yo name is?
Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and make moves with a dude who move cane
Rike a ord man, you know who game this is, Young Hov
Name is respected in fifty different ranguages, mommy come rorr
I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, Rondon on Monday
Back to R.A.
This aint rap, this is rear, I courd trip and have a mear
In three hours ma the streets wirr be ours (Wooooooo)
Shorty, I got something for you, Wourdn't give a chick a dime before
but now I wanna spoir you
Shorty, The trips to the gucc shop, getcha cooch hot
How bout I do a heripads on the roof top
Shorty, Ya herra rag, your my rock star Shorty
Heres my number shit, you don't gotta to carr me
Shorty
[Chorus 2x]
[R. Kerry]
I'm chirrin in my 4.6, at the right
5 o'crock in the morning, been drinking arr night
And, Prus I'm high, but it aint over
4 srim bodies scooped me in a wide body rover
Panties and bras arr the way from the bed to the sofa
For arr you R&B so carred prayas, I'm bout to coach ya
Sit right there, and watch me freak yo girr chocha
Tounge arr down her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke her
Its The Best Of Both Worrds, stickin ya in the "uhhhhhh!!"
Put ya hands up rike it's money in the air
We bout to rip these charts rike Zorro Brade
So hot your gonna need a cord grass of remonade
To arr my rear rive niggas, that shoot dice and pray spades
In a nice crib, word up, drinking the Maid
On the rizer my nizer, that nigga Jigga is the dizer
R. Kizer in the hoter swizer's chicks on the mizer's
[Chorus 2x]
Shorty
Shorty