Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Baby, artist - Cheryl. Album song A Million Lights, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2011
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (Uk)
Song language: English
Ghetto Baby |
| You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold |
| Been pumping gas at the Texaco road to road |
| You’re on the run, oh, baby, yeah |
| You’re on the run, oh, baby |
| I’m not a trick boy, I’m a trick for you |
| You give me butterflies |
| Heart skipping one, two |
| I know you’re sick, boy |
| I wanna get the flu |
| I’m running temperatures thinking of your love, boo |
| Brooklyn move my soul like this |
| Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (He said 'Show 'em what you got, girl') |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (Drop it like it’s hot, girl) |
| I know your lips say that you want to, but your heart’s a no |
| But boy, your hips say that you’re going |
| When you hold me, hold me |
| You’re so fun, b-baby |
| You are so much fun, b-baby |
| My local rock star, the really big crew |
| I’m feeling you, boy, you’re liking me too |
| I’m clocking chicks left and right just to get to you |
| You’re out there on the grind now |
| Come home to your queen, boo |
| Brooklyn move my soul like this |
| Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (He said 'Show 'em what you got, girl') |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (Drop it like it’s hot, girl) |
| Brooklyn move my soul like this |
| Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (He said 'Show 'em what you got, girl') |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (Drop it like it’s hot, girl) |
| We’re a match made in heaven |
| If they’re gonna talk, let 'em |
| If they don’t think we’re good together |
| Baby, just forget 'em |
| When he’s bad, he’s bad |
| But when he’s good, no one’s better |
| 'Cause we’re a match made in heaven |
| And this kind of love’s forever |
| Brooklyn move my soul like this |
| Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (He said 'Show 'em what you got, girl') |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (Drop it like it’s hot, girl) |
| Brooklyn move my soul like this |
| Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (He said 'Show 'em what you got, girl') |
| Come on over, ghetto baby |
| (Drop it like it’s hot, girl) |