Shorty Lyrics - The Best Of Both Worlds (jay-z & R. Kelly) - Jay-z

(Tone aka Trackmaster) 

So I told shorty I be producing, I be making those beats 

Be making those 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 

(R. Kelly) 

TRACK-MAS-STER 

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(Jay-Z) 

We see you Tone 

Tone the referee 

We see you, baby 

(R. Kelly) 

C'mon Shorty 

That nigga Hov 

(Jay-Z) 

Holla 

(R. Kelly) 

Yall niggas don't understand 

(Jay-Z) 

Uh-uh, they don't understand 

Flow for'em 

No lemme sing for em 

Just sing for'em 

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(R. Kelly) 

Check It 

Mr. Kell 

Its like this, some of yall niggas got, legs for lips 

Running ya mouth mad cuz I, pop that Cris 

Go up in 3-10, and cop that six 

Then roll around with yo chiiick 

Some of yall 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 like it, yall can suck my "Uhhhh!" 

Leadin honies to my suite like I'm, the pied piper 

Have they ass, hittin high notes, like they Mariah 

Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire 

She be like "Wooooooo", and I be like "Wooooooo" 

When her tides got high, fuck it I'ma Don 

Runnin 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 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 popo 

Nigga yall best shit can't even fuck with our demo's 

Shorty 

[Chorus 2X: 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) 

(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 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 mill' 

In three hours ma the streets will be ours (Wooooooo) 

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, getcha cooch hot 

How bout I do a helipads on the roof top 

Shorty, Ya hella rad, your my rock star Shorty 

Heres my number shit, you don't gotta to call me 

Shorty 

Chorus 2x 

(R. Kelly) 

I'm chillin in my 4.6, at the light 

5 o'clock in the morning, been drinking all night 

And, Plus I'm high, but it aint 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 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 "uhhhhhh!" 

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, drinking the Maid 

On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel 

R. Kizel in the hotel swizel's chicks on the knizel's 

Chorus 2x 

Shorty 

Shorty