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Song Title:	Ghetto Girl
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Verse 1:

I used to watch you in the schoolyard while you jump rope

baretts in your hair, fresh gear, your Brothers pump dope

I approached you but no others could come close, I used to buy you

slices of Pizza and Strawberry iceys

gentleman style, always talkin' very nicely

everytime we played House I'd be the Husband you the Wifey

Mom dukes whoopin' your ass because you liked me

walkin' down the block switchin' ya ass tryin' to excite me

I still have those letters that you used to write me

about how since we met up you see the future brightly

young love, smooth and politely

untouched

my one touch had you sprung up

on the phone for hours

I told you before we hung up, "Young stuff, this World is ours"

together Girl we can make a better World

my ghetto Girl....

Chorus -

You're my ghetto girl in a ghetto World

for you I'd dead the World

I'll never forget my ghetto girl

you're a ghetto girl in a ghetto World

gave me a better World

I'll never forget my ghetto girl

you're a ghetto girl in a ghetto World

for you I'd dead the World

I'll never forget my ghetto girl

Verse 2:

I still spend days reminiscin'

age changed, different livin'

cables and chains, waves spinnin'

had you in the projects, the Gods knowledged you as my Wisdom

always around tryin' to lock me down like Prison

I saw your vision

always wishin' for the day we'd have kids'n

wedding and a Cristening

baguettes around your wrist'n

chicks used to say to you always "Why you stick with him?"

"Every conversation we have you always mention him"

in all actuality they just mad 'cause I ain't get with them

and all the Men they ever had seemed to split on them

but I ain't gonna do you like those Cats did to them

hustlin' cracks, bustin' the MAC so nice clothes can cover your back

you lovin' me and I'm lovin' you back

rubbin' your back

can't nobody tell you other than that.

Chorus -

Verse 3:

Out of this World

no more Guess, you're a Gibana girl

givin' me Sex, you were a "I guess I'll try it" girl

still into baguettes, Tennis set type of World

Black Queen Nefertiti in the flesh in my World

in the best of my World

you're obsessed with my World

I'd tell you how much I was blessed since you stepped in my World

I loved to caress you and express to you

I only want whats best for you

sexin' you in unforgettable ways, I treasure you

pleasure you to an extent thats imeasureable

it's terrible, with every intent to put the spell on you

share with you

in Eight-Fifty-I's you see a clearer view

here boo, this Six is for you

I want you to live it too.

Chorus

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