I woke up the next day on the waterbed
Candlelight dinner with my shorty, crack a 40 with my naughty freaks
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
I left my number for shorty to call me later,
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
Understand 'cause she got G'z
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
Not even thinkin' of the po nine I'm doin' a buck, who gives a fuck
Hey man, I never been in love
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
She said Renee has been shot so Cheeks, meet me up at St. Lukes
We're sittin' on the couch chattin'
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
But yet I use Philly Blunts, she said "I never dealt with Philly Blunts
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
She wants to be a lawyer in other words shorty studies law
A leather couch, stero system with crazy CD's
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
She started feelin' on my chest, I started feelin' on the breasts
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I said "Alright, well I'm gonna roll this blunt"
I said, yo don't sweat the technique shorty rocks I do the same thing
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
A yo, I got myself a winner
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
She said "Cheeks do what you want", she said "I'm gonna feed the dog"
We sparked a blunt before we ate, and a blunt after we ate dinner
I said, "Nah, they burn slower, right now I really don't know ya
So we must chat about this and that
I'm tellin' shorty I'm a writer and as she's lookin' for the token
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
I'm peepin' shorty as she's walkin' to the train
Besides the fingernails now shorty got the hairdo of pain
Now understand she got flava
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
I had to see where that head was at 'cause the gear was mad phat
She told me what she was in school for
'Cause on the real this is where it's at
She's askin', what's up with me
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
Got dressed, smoked the blunt and then I bounced towards the elevator
I jumps on the Van Wyck, I gotta make it there quick
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee
A yo, this shit is gettin' mad thick
But maybe later on I can get to show ya"
It said "Cheeks, I'll be home around two
I said "I got a whole lot to say, so may I walk you to your subway"
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
I tap her on her shoulders, "Excuse me miss, but can I get your name?"
A t-shirt, a yo, Fam I got a tender-roni girl
Because I heard that's for silly stunts"
I'm smokin' boom and the whole nine
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
Went to the crib and turned the lights on
A mad magazine stand from Essence to Right On
She said "If you want", so yo' we started talkin'
They tell me "Mr. Cheeks, Renee is gone"
Covers her mouth with her name ring
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
I got a beep around three
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
And now we been together for weeks
But yet I'm chattin' with her mom dukes
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
Got off the train about 6:34 she wasn't sure
Because Renee uses code too
She drops a packet of the EZ widers
So now we sittin' on the train
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I'm hangin' out with my crew I get a beep from Renee
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Publishers: EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., FLYTE TYME TUNES, L.B. FAM PUBLISHING
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I'm from the ghetto so listen this is how I shed my tears
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
I'm like whatever shorty rock we can swing it like that
You was deep in your sleep so I didn't want to bother you"
She had a tattoo she only wanted Bo to see
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
Songwriters: Dexter A Archer, Garfield Duncan, James Samuel Iii Harris, Terrance Cocheeks Kelly, Terry Lewis, Timothy P Patterson
That I met one day on my way back from John Jay
She said "My name is Renee"
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
And there's no need for me to stress the rest
A tough leather jacket, with some jeans
But first dim the lights and turn up the Jodeci
I gotta see what's goin' on and by the time I reach the hospital
She came back with stretch pants and a ponytail
I'm pourin' beer out for my shorty who ain't here
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
A letter's on the pillow and this what the letter said
I'm askin' shorty, "What's up with you?"
But everytime I'm burstin' in and outta state it's shorty that I'm thinkin' of
And a chain that her moms gave her
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday
I brought two franks and two drinks and we began walkin'
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
Give it up for my shorty, shorty
She had grub for the dog so we hit the store
We're smokin' blunts off the balcony, we're stearin' at Manhattan now
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die