Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto, artist - August Alsina. Album song Testimony, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Ghetto |
| She got a Bugatti body, yeah she a beast in the streets |
| She from the projects, the hood, you know same spot as me |
| I told her «We already rich, shawty, I need a freak» |
| Do some secrets to you, if you do some secrets to me |
| I won’t tell nobody, remind me of Yaris |
| Beat it up in that foreign, shawty ride with a real nigga |
| Faded V-12 on the arm, ex-boyfriend won’t leave her alone |
| She ain’t livin' in the past, tryna move it on, text me one day when me alone |
| Same house I was trappin' at, same house I was stashin' in |
| In the front room on the couch, tryna knock her back in |
| Makin' love on the dope money, she in love with a dope boy |
| And she ain’t worried 'bout them other hoes, old boy Mike got one |
| Don’t be ashamed of the projects shawty, let 'em know you a project shawty |
| Peace to the puss and never to the shh, them other hoes can’t buy that shawty |
| I’m from the ghetto, doors on the Lam' say hello |
| Ass in the pan like jello, lookin' real real good in them stilettos, |
| but she still ghetto |
| I love the way you keep them heels on |
| Hair ain’t yours but it’s paid for and it’s real long |
| Show them tattoos when you switch it up with your J’s on |
| And you got an ass so fat that I can’t help but to feel on and you keep it real |
| When it comes to having sex, girl you don’t ever flex |
| Long as I fuck you good, you ain’t worried 'bout what’s next |
| That’s why I keep you here, you ain’t like them other hoes |
| 'Cause you the fucking best, just in case you didn’t know |
| 'Cause you ain’t got a half a million dollar condo |
| And you ain’t got a hundred thousand dollar car |
| But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know |
| You keep it hood no matter where you are |
| 'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto |
| Girl, you’re the type I like, that’s why I keep you right you out the ghetto |
| Love 'em from the ghetto |
| Ain’t afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know |
| You out the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| You from the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O |
| You hold it down and you never let them haters come around |
| Girl, that’s why I keep you on speed dial |
| Just in case some shit get bad |
| Keep that ratchet in your bag and a little cash |
| Just in case I need you |
| If they lock me down I know I’d see you, that’s without a doubt |
| I know you understand how it go but you’re down for the ride |
| That’s why I still keep you by my side |
| 'Cause you ain’t got a half a million dollar condo |
| And you ain’t got a hundred thousand dollar car |
| But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know |
| You keep it hood no matter where you are |
| 'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto |
| Girl, you’re the type I like, that’s why I keep you right you out the ghetto |
| Love 'em from the ghetto |
| Ain’t afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know |
| You out the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| You from the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know |
| Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O |