Verse One:



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 pack of the EZ-widers

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