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トリーナ( Trina )
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Ghetto (Remix)
ft. T-Pain
Long nails, pack a weave Dutches and a bag a weed That's all a bitch like you need (You from the f**kin ghetto) That REGGIE MILLER that you push Don't be burnin like that You gon need that REGGIE BUSH (F**kin with the ghetto) MOSCATO fillin up my cup Run out, We don't give a f**k NUVO get me so f**ked up (Comin from the ghetto) So watch it when u in the south And watch what you say, watch yo mouth And watch yo step cuz slippers count (When you in the ghetto) Wife beater, nigga TIMBs Slide out, with some bigger rims Flip a key, and hit the flea And go and get some bigger (????) The hood is in the building maan I get you n ur feelins maan Its some shit outside yo house With rims the size of ceiling fans Im the pride of king kong Steppin through the congo And I can make it clap clap Beat it like a bongo Cat got ur tongue You tell that pussy let ur tongue go Wouldn't have think this sh*t right here so gutta But the song sooo
T-Pain (chorus) Ghettooooo, Country Hooooooood, Rachet Put ya hands up If you f**kin with that s**t Ghettooo You knooooo Opposite of bougie Twelve inch yaki Big round booties Ghettooo Wave to her Hellooo Saay Im ghettooo Ride with the medal(oooo) Tell them that It is what it is And make it do what it do And I love where I live And my people love it too Cause we Ghettooo
You in the BENZ in da projects Lights in yo mama name You hustle, lock ur celly And that's the thrid time ur numba change Transport airbrushed Outside, speakers on Valentina pussy huggers もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com High heeled sneakers on My feet done, nails too All on the front porch You cookin in some VICKI's A** hangin out ur boy shorts Camouflage stiletto And diamonds on her METRO Tatted silhouettes, (Cause (???) is jus so f**king ghetto) Dope game, Bond man Bond money, bondmans That's how you spend funds maan (When you in the ghetto) If you make ur money easy And ur swag is off the hezzy And ur favorite rapper JEEZY (You are motherf**kin ghetto) Hundred dollar jeans on Price tag, braggin But the world kiss ur a** So you wear them f**kers saggin CD of the newest choice And Nikes be the shoe of choice Candy paint, twenty fours Boosters, hoes, and liquor stores (Ghetto, so f**kin ghetto)
Chorus T-Pain
Tomboys, hot boys Hammer laying in your lap Got bitches laying in your bed And robbers laying in your trap Dubs on the four wheeler TV's in the headrest And hundred dollar bets To see which trick can give the head best Section eight, WIC checks Eviction notice getting served Child support, hood homes Advance on the f**kin third Bootleg DVD's Rico had another kid Income tax checks You claimin other people's kids Mohawk, gold teeth, tattoos, dreadlocks You serving out the room window Now you call it bedrock Lace front, long lashes Looking for a trap star Now every nigga in the ghetto He thinkin he a rap star Fully automatic stick Out a town a dummy brick Now watch him role and watch him stick (When when you in the ghetto) Pills, dro, kid, blow And people you don't wanna know Weed bags, corner stores (So muthaf**in ghetto)
Chorus
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