Five foot three  She put the O in low cut jeans  Bad girl written on her baby T  But she sure look good to me  You know not the ordinary  She got me whipped like  Cream without the cherry  And for a playa me that's kinda scary  Cause I don't fall easily  You know  CHORUS  Shorty got a tongue ring  And you know that could  Only mean one thing  Shes the bad type of girl  That you dream about  But don't you dare  Bring her home to your  Mamas house  Cause you know  Shorty got a tattoo  A little devil on her hip  Smiling at you  And though I like what I see  So why is it wrong  For me to believe  That shorty could be right for me  I bit my lip  Cause baby girl  She flipped the script  Took a pen and wrote  Her digits on my wrist  Said to call me up and don't forget  Im not gonna shower  Till I call her up  And let her know the hour  To come and meet me  On sunset blvd  Cause Im diggin what  Im seeing so far shorty  CHORUS