I remix the remix boy, unstoppable, yeah, respect me Come on, bandana, black feet, go chain Coca-cola, warming with my enemies Pants hanging, steel banging, fuck the my attitude Middle finger shirt off, tattoos and bullet wounds Ghetto yes I'm ghetto like, fighting at a funeral Wailing out pissing on them, spraying up the urinal Love my bitches ghetto with her body just like trina do Ass fat is going down like flaps in a inner tube Loud talking liquor drinking, whip his ass, fuck he thinking On parole, work with lease, only home on a week And ghetto yes, I'm ghetto like Chicken wings and fried rice Sleep throughout the whole day, then I party all night Money wrapped in rubber bands, different chicks with louie bags bitches sew me say they love me with my ghetto ass Livin' like it's no tomorrow, with my baby mama Bentley in the I'm a nigger trying to get a dollar in brooklyn love, trina is the type I love Hustle hard and then I pull it all aside the street club
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too in the project, lights in your mama name You hustle like you're and that's the third time your number change air brush, outside speakers on, valentino pussy hugger High heels sneakers on, my beat done nails too All on the front porch, cooking is some ass, hanging out your boy shorts and diamonds on my fucking ghetto
Dough game when you're in the ghetto If you make your money easy, and your swag is off the And your favorite rapper , you are motherfucking ghetto Hundred dollar g zone, price tag bragging, But the work is your ass so you swaggin' Cd of the newest choice and that surer choice Candy paint loose the hoes and lick the stalls, ghetto, so freaking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too Cause we ghetto
Top boys, hard boys that bitch is laying in your bed And robbers laying in your trap tv's in the head rest And hundred dollars best to see what's tricking give the head best Section 8 wick getting served and dance on the fuckin' third Bootleg dvd income tax chance, you claiming other people kids you serving at the room window, now you call it looking for a trap star, now every nigger in the ghetto He thinkin' he a rap star, Fully automatic when you're in the ghetto Peels people you don't wanna know so motherfucking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too Cause we ghetto.
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Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too in the project, lights in your mama name You hustle like you're and that's the third time your number change air brush, outside speakers on, valentino pussy hugger High heels sneakers on, my beat done nails too All on the front porch, cooking is some ass, hanging out your boy shorts and diamonds on my fucking ghetto
Dough game when you're in the ghetto If you make your money easy, and your swag is off the And your favorite rapper , you are motherfucking ghetto Hundred dollar g zone, price tag bragging, But the work is your ass so you swaggin' Cd of the newest choice and that surer choice Candy paint loose the hoes and lick the stalls, ghetto, so freaking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too Cause we ghetto
Top boys, hard boys that bitch is laying in your bed And robbers laying in your trap tv's in the head rest And hundred dollars best to see what's tricking give the head best Section 8 wick getting served and dance on the fuckin' third Bootleg dvd income tax chance, you claiming other people kids you serving at the room window, now you call it looking for a trap star, now every nigger in the ghetto He thinkin' he a rap star, Fully automatic when you're in the ghetto Peels people you don't wanna know so motherfucking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit, Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit Ghetto, hello, I could 12 inch big round booties Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is We make it do what it do, and I love where I live And my people love it too Cause we ghetto.
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