| Here's a tune about this honey named Renee | |
| That I met one day | |
| On my way back from John Jay | |
| I'm peepin' shorty as she's walking to the train | |
| I tap her on her shoulders | |
| Excuse me Miss, but can I get your name | |
| She said my name is Renee | |
| I said I got a whole lot to say | |
| So may I walk you to your subway | |
| She said if you want | |
| So yo, we started talking | |
| I brought two franks and two drinks | |
| And we began walking | |
| I had to see where that head was at | |
| Because the gear was mad phat | |
| So we must chat about this and that | |
| She told me what she was in school for | |
| She wants to be a lawyer | |
| In other words shorty studies law | |
| I'm telling shorty I'm a writer | |
| And as she's looking for the token | |
| She drops a package of the EZ Rider | |
| Covers her mouth with her name ring | |
| I said, yo don't sweat the technique shorty rocks | |
| I do the same thing | |
| But yet I use Philly Blunts | |
| She said I never dealt with Philly Blunts | |
| Because I heard that's for silly stunts | |
| I said, nah they burn slower | |
| Right now I really don't know ya | |
| But maybe later on I can get to show ya | |
| Chorus: | |
| A ghetto love is the law that we live by | |
| Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die | |
| I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday | |
| Give it up for my shorty, shorty(x2) | |
| Verse Two: | |
| So now we sittin' on the train | |
| Besides the fingernails | |
| Now shorty got the hairdo of pain | |
| Now I understand she got flava | |
| A tough leather jacket,with some jeans and a chain that her moms gave her | |
| Got off the train about 6:34 | |
| She wasn't sure she had grub for the dog so we hit the store | |
| Went to the crib | |
| And turned the lights on | |
| A mad magazine stand | |
| From Essence to Right On | |
| A leather couch | |
| Stero system with crazy cd's | |
| Understand cause she got cheese | |
| She said cheeks do what you want | |
| She said I'm gonna feed the dog | |
| I said alright well I'm gonna roll this blunt | |
| She came back with stretch pants and a ponytail, a t-shirt | |
| A yo, Fam I got a tender-roni girl | |
| We're sitting on the couch chattin | |
| We're smoking blunts off the balcony | |
| We're stearing at Manhattan now | |
| She started feeling on my chest | |
| I started feeling on the breasts | |
| And there's no need for me to stress the rest | |
| A yo, I got myself a winner | |
| We sparked a blunt before we ate | |
| And a blunt after we ate dinner | |
| She had a tattoo she only wanted Bo to see | |
| But first dim the lights and turn up the Jodeci | |
| I'm like whatever shorty rock | |
| We can swing it like that | |
| Cause on the real this is where it's at. | |
| Chorus (2X) | |
| Verse Three: | |
| I woke up the next day on the waterbed | |
| A letter's on the pillow eh | |
| And this what the letter said | |
| It said cheeks, I'll be home around two | |
| You was deep in your sleep | |
| So I didn't want to bother you | |
| I left my number for shorty to call me later | |
| Got dressed | |
| Smoked a blunt | |
| And then I bounced towards the elevator | |
| I got a beep around three | |
| I'm asking shorty what's up with you | |
| She's asking what's up with me | |
| And now we been together for weeks | |
| Candlelight dinner with my shorty | |
| Crack a 40 with my naughty freaks | |
| Hey man, I never been in love | |
| But everytime I'm burstin' in and outta state | |
| It's shorty that I'm thinking of | |
| I'm hanging out with my crew | |
| I get a beep from Renee | |
| Because Renee uses code too | |
| But yet I'm chattin' with her mom dukes | |
| She said Renee has been shot | |
| So cheeks, meet me up at St. Lukes | |
| I jumps on the Van Wyck | |
| I gotta make it there quick | |
| A yo , this **** is gettin' mad thick | |
| Not even thinking about the po nine | |
| I'm doing a buck, who gives a **** | |
| I'm smokin' boom and the whole nine | |
| I gotta see what's going on | |
| But by the time I reach the hospital | |
| They tell me Mr. Cheeks | |
| Renee is gone | |
| I'm pouring beer out for my shorty who ain't here | |
| I'm from the ghetto | |
| So listen | |
| This is how I shed my tears | |
| Chorus (2X) |
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