I love you CR2
Damn shorty
I love you to baby
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Holon bitch where you going
You gotta f*ck my manz shorty
Holon who coming down that one way
Shid I think its ah trans shorty
They better slow that bitch down
I almost got to spraying shorty
I cant hold up my pants
Cause all these f*cking bands shorty
They cant f*ck with me now
Shid they couldnt even f*ck with me then shorty
Im tryna hit you and yo friend
Ion know why the f*ck you playing shorty
I really dont f*ck with niggas
Like I'm ina Ku Klux Klan shorty
These ar's look like guitars
Look like we up ina band shorty
Im with all my niggas
So u need to bring yo friends shorty
Man I be f*ckin these hoes then leaving
Ion know why you think you staying shorty
Even my uncle know im that nigga
He put me ina AMG benz shorty
I was in Miami with bitches all over me
As soon as I land shorty
Man 2 of the opps just died
That shit was ah 2 fa 1 him and shorty
If he on some hot shit
4 nem come thru with ah chop stick
Blrrrrr
And fan shorty
I advise you to stop
Cause I'm ina whip with tray wattz
And we gone blam shorty
And We on yo block
Ion really f*ck with ghost glocks
Bitch ah jam shorty
Soon as ah opp get clapped
They checking the citizen app
Like damn shorty
Just like ah photo
Im finna snap
Get his shit tapped on cam shorty
Who the f*ck you say you was gone put on the map
No cap nigga all my damn shortys
We dont give a damn
Nigga just like the La Rams
Ya shit could get rammed shorty
Ion want no scary bitch
Need all my hoes like sexy redd
I hateee being sober
I like f*cking these hoes off meds
She text me that she aint even tryna f*ck
So I left that hoe on read
My favorite position when she bussin it open
While my shoulders be under her legs
F*ck wrong with these hoes
They want me to put them before my bread
Pockets filled with old presidents
Got my pockets filled up with the dead
Nigga f*ck these hoes
Bitch you cant leave without giving me head
Nigga f*ck these
Mhuhmmm
I forgot what the f*ck I said
CR2 RUNITUP - Damn Shorty (Where The Whoes Pt. 3) Lyrics
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I love you CR2
Damn shorty
I love you to baby
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Holon bitch where you going
You gotta f*ck my manz shorty
Holon who coming down that one way
Shid I think its ah trans shorty
They better slow that bitch down
I almost got to spraying shorty
I cant hold up my pants
Cause all these f*cking bands shorty
They cant f*ck with me now
Shid they couldnt even f*ck with me then shorty
Im tryna hit you and yo friend
Ion know why the f*ck you playing shorty
I really dont f*ck with niggas
Like I'm ina Ku Klux Klan shorty
These ar's look like guitars
Look like we up ina band shorty
Im with all my niggas
So u need to bring yo friends shorty
Man I be f*ckin these hoes then leaving
Ion know why you think you staying shorty
Even my uncle know im that nigga
He put me ina AMG benz shorty
I was in Miami with bitches all over me
As soon as I land shorty
Man 2 of the opps just died
That shit was ah 2 fa 1 him and shorty
If he on some hot shit
4 nem come thru with ah chop stick
Blrrrrr
And fan shorty
I advise you to stop
Cause I'm ina whip with tray wattz
And we gone blam shorty
And We on yo block
Ion really f*ck with ghost glocks
Bitch ah jam shorty
Soon as ah opp get clapped
They checking the citizen app
Like damn shorty
Just like ah photo
Im finna snap
Get his shit tapped on cam shorty
Who the f*ck you say you was gone put on the map
No cap nigga all my damn shortys
We dont give a damn
Nigga just like the La Rams
Ya shit could get rammed shorty
Ion want no scary bitch
Need all my hoes like sexy redd
I hateee being sober
I like f*cking these hoes off meds
She text me that she aint even tryna f*ck
So I left that hoe on read
My favorite position when she bussin it open
While my shoulders be under her legs
F*ck wrong with these hoes
They want me to put them before my bread
Pockets filled with old presidents
Got my pockets filled up with the dead
Nigga f*ck these hoes
Bitch you cant leave without giving me head
Nigga f*ck these
Mhuhmmm
I forgot what the f*ck I said
Damn shorty
I love you to baby
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Damn shorty
Holon bitch where you going
You gotta f*ck my manz shorty
Holon who coming down that one way
Shid I think its ah trans shorty
They better slow that bitch down
I almost got to spraying shorty
I cant hold up my pants
Cause all these f*cking bands shorty
They cant f*ck with me now
Shid they couldnt even f*ck with me then shorty
Im tryna hit you and yo friend
Ion know why the f*ck you playing shorty
I really dont f*ck with niggas
Like I'm ina Ku Klux Klan shorty
These ar's look like guitars
Look like we up ina band shorty
Im with all my niggas
So u need to bring yo friends shorty
Man I be f*ckin these hoes then leaving
Ion know why you think you staying shorty
Even my uncle know im that nigga
He put me ina AMG benz shorty
I was in Miami with bitches all over me
As soon as I land shorty
Man 2 of the opps just died
That shit was ah 2 fa 1 him and shorty
If he on some hot shit
4 nem come thru with ah chop stick
Blrrrrr
And fan shorty
I advise you to stop
Cause I'm ina whip with tray wattz
And we gone blam shorty
And We on yo block
Ion really f*ck with ghost glocks
Bitch ah jam shorty
Soon as ah opp get clapped
They checking the citizen app
Like damn shorty
Just like ah photo
Im finna snap
Get his shit tapped on cam shorty
Who the f*ck you say you was gone put on the map
No cap nigga all my damn shortys
We dont give a damn
Nigga just like the La Rams
Ya shit could get rammed shorty
Ion want no scary bitch
Need all my hoes like sexy redd
I hateee being sober
I like f*cking these hoes off meds
She text me that she aint even tryna f*ck
So I left that hoe on read
My favorite position when she bussin it open
While my shoulders be under her legs
F*ck wrong with these hoes
They want me to put them before my bread
Pockets filled with old presidents
Got my pockets filled up with the dead
Nigga f*ck these hoes
Bitch you cant leave without giving me head
Nigga f*ck these
Mhuhmmm
I forgot what the f*ck I said
Writer: Chris Russell Jr
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