The Meaninglessness of This Song Is Only Outweighed By My Desire to Express Myself in a Manner in Which May Once Have Been Forgotten, or Maybe I Just Release Everything. Ever. (This Is Old) - Dropping A Popped Locket

We’re the type of couple that’s never done with each other

We take it from the floor to the bed more

Times in three hours than you had in your life baby

Scratch my back right and leave that shit sore

If you wanna go, girl don’t matter where we are

Take it to the club or the back of the bar

If you can’t wait tell me to stop my car

Getting dizzy busy on whatever boulevard

If you wanna go and take a ride on me

Push the front seats up in the dizzy Spizzy

We’ll be bugging getting high, laugh and secrets

They’ll be screaming so loud but we’ll just turn up the speakers.

since the first day we met, you’ve been on my mind

Not just your style, but the way you grind

That’s not all it is I assure you boo

You’re smile’s what made me fall in love with you

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

Your phone starts to ring our clothes are piled on the floor

I’m watching your hips as you put on your bra

Gotta get us out the door and put my foot on the gas

Don’t nobody ask me why I’m driving so fast

I’m just trying to get you to ya crib

Without ya moms coming out and having a fit

Cause your curfews missed and she’s mad pissed

She’s still calling your phone and were still barely dressed

So we go speeding through traffic quick

Barely missing it, bumping your mix with the windows down

Your name is on my whip right where you sit

Everyones gonna know when w’ere around

Holy shit this is almost it quick right on calmamus

Don’t worry baby theres no need for the sorrow

I can pick you up at the same time tomorrow

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

Sup dizzy, I’m Jay Spizzy

Let’s kill the bottle of liquor and get busy

Bourbon whiskey, Black Label, shnops

Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker, mixed drink or shot

Not looking at the clock as we’re chillin at the spot

The temp is getting hot, baby let your world stop

I’m feeling this a lot, watch your jeans drop

Lets keep this going till the music stops

But everyone knows nothing can stop the music

Turn that shit up baby we can use it

Oh shit fuck, bubble pop electric

You are the cut, and I am the death wish

We tred to deep and something vile spills

Now a different meaning to that smile kills

You are the rehab and I am the drugs

Steamed clean of demons but you are the…

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got it going on

Shortie’s got this one of a kind smile

The style of smile that makes me feel like she belongs

And I see it when she is gone

You’re smile keeps me up at night

But I won’t put up a fight

But who says I’d rather be sleeping

My breath stops and you’re the one

One look smile and I’m done

You see this is like nothing before