Ghetto Baby
[VERSE]You got a face like the Madonnacrying tears of goldBeen pumping gasat the Texaco road to roadYou’re on the runOh baby yeah you’re on the runOh babyI’m not a trick boy, I’m a trick for youYou give me butterfliesheart skipping one twoI know you’re sick boy,I wanna get the fluI’m running temperaturesthinking of your love, boo.
[CHORUS]Brooklyn move my soul like thisKissing my stilettos moveyour mouth up to my lipsCome on over ghetto baby(He said show me what you got girl)Come on over ghetto baby(Drop it like it’s hot girl)
[VERSE]I know your lips saythat you wanna but your heart’s a noBut boy your hips say that your gonna when you hold mehold meYou’re so funB-baby you are so much funB-babyMy local rock star, The really big crewI’m feeling you boy, You’re liking me tooI’m clocking chicks left and rightjust to get to youYou’re out there on the grind now come home to yourqueen, boo.
[CHORUS]Brooklyn move my soul like thisKissing my stilettosmove your mouth up to my lipsCome on over ghetto baby(He said show me what you got girl)Come on over ghetto baby(Drop it like it’s hot girl)Brooklyn move my soul like thisKissing my stilettosmove your mouth up to my lipsCome on over ghetto baby(He said show me what you got girl)Come on over ghetto baby(Drop it like it’s hot girl)
[VERSE]We’re a match mad in heavenif they’re gonna talk let ‘emIf they don’t think we’re good togetherbaby just forget ‘emWhen he’s bad he’s badbut when he’s good no one’s betterCos we’re a match made in heavenand this kind of love’s forever
[CHORUS X2]Brooklyn move my soul like thisKissing my stilettosmove your mouth up to my lipsCome on over ghetto baby(He said show me what you got girl)Come on over ghetto baby(Drop it like it’s hot girl)