Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto, artist - Leela James. Album song A Change Is Gonna Come, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 28.05.2005
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Ghetto |
She’s gettin' ghetto up in here |
She’s gettin' ghetto up in here |
Whoa, whoa, whoa |
She be like, one Mississippi, two Mississippi, stop! |
Backed up, roll then you drop |
Like I said before, he’s my man |
What part of that conversation don’t you understand? |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Boots don’t come off, grease up my face, put you in your place |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
I didn’t wanna scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta fall back now |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it’s gonna get pretty |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Leave me alone and go on by the way 'stop blowing up his cellphone' |
When you had him, you mistreated him |
Now I found him and I’m feedin' him |
And he’s happy, there’s no drama |
So you can save those high notes for the opera |
'Cause I ain’t givin' him up, I’m lovin' him up |
Me and him every night, drinkin' from the same cup |
They say you don’t know a good thing 'til it’s gone |
And now he landed in my arms |
She be like, one Mississippi two Mississippi stop |
Backed up, roll, then you drop |
Like I said before, he’s my man |
What part of that conversation don’t you understand? |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Boots don’t come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Didn’t want to scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta fall back now |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it’s gonna get pretty |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Leave me alone and go on by the way 'stop blowing up his cellphone |
Took advantage of his kindness |
Didn’t appreciate his sweetness |
Now I’m present, you’re the past |
Ain’t my fault what y’all had didn’t last |
'Cause I ain’t givin' him up, I’m lovin' him up |
Me and him every night, drinkin' from the same cup |
They say you don’t know a good thing 'til it’s gone |
And now he landed in my arms |
I wanna kill the confusion |
(Girl, there ain’t no confusion) |
I want you to know it’s me he’s lovin' |
(You know it’s you I’m lovin', yeah) |
I’m even thinking about having his children |
So, I think you should find yourself a new boy |
'Cause this ship done sailed a long time ago |
Have you ever been in a party? |
Droppin' your sexy and bottles came flyin' in your direction? |
Turned around saw two kitty cats fightin'? |
Tried to play the good Samaritan, now your face is scratchin' |
They gettin' pretty, pretty, they gettin' girly, girly |
Someone call security 'bout to be an ally |
Stilettos comin' off, white tees commin' off |
When the cops shut it down half the party’s in my loft |
One Mississippi two Mississippi stop |
Backed up, roll, then you drop |
Like I said before, he’s my man |
What part of that conversation don’t you understand? |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Boots don’t come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Didn’t want to scrap, poppin' on the cap when ya gotta fall back now |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it’s gonna get pretty |
(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) |
Leave me alone and go on by the way, 'stop blowing up his cellphone' |
Ya, listen it’s the sound of Leela James with the Refugees |
Uh, uh, don’t make me get ghetto |
(Trouble in here, leave 'em) |
I don’t wanna get ghetto, no |