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Now T L C challenge Goodie MoB
To a game of laser tag
When say, "What it is"
You scream, "What it ain't"

is all, get it
1999, yeah, TLC
The MoB
The M O B
The synergy of ghetto for the Y 2 G

you wanna do wit it?
What it is, what it

Either you it
We gon' it
Or you

it gets kinda messy out there

But we get by one day at a
you wanna do wit' it?

I still go eat at House after 112 when I go out
Where do you or do you slang
Or wear a chain or rings?
I still my ghetto side

I my pride, get on my ride, 20 inch rims
I sport a brim, hang my girls
Go to the mall around the world and your change
The finest will still remain so ooh

Don't even look from the room
You don't know about this world to
get it on with me or hang out where I do

Don't even look from the floor
You don't have enough for no tour
To upon a girl like me
And not a possibility

She's a built plastic girl I'm a big man
I like old model cars and big
You two doors funding their clothes and rolls
I sit on the sip some and pose

I like the 9 when humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm choose 'cuz ya already
It's folk business and I'll run the floor

'Cuz you ain't enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too with your money

'Cuz you ain't enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And too tight with your money

Shit my baby is ghetto like hot fries
I come from lovin' niggas and 20/20 with his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into gold from two O's to thirty two lows
Which is to buy a Rolls ain't but nobody knows

I stay in my place, keep my diamonds out of your
You be with this player got to play at my pace
I'm slum but I can still cum over there you're from
If you want some you better buy you some

Don't look from across the room
You don't know enough this world to
Ever get it on with me or out where I do

Don't even look across the floor
You don't have game for no tour
To come upon a girl me
And not a possibility

Shorty where your Shorty
Shorty where your teeth?
Shorty where long nails?
where your fake hair?

Shorty got the
All up in the
To the 90's girl
You the too

I got back you got the front
time we pull it off in the woods with the bump on them dubs
Ain't no don't conceal I'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me gettin' it
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm supposed to

'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too tight with your

'Cuz you ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you fly enuff for me
And you're too tight your money

it is
What it
it is
What it
it is
What it

What don't, don't be suffocatin' my
While I'm resuscitatin' these like
Bring your G's, your loot?
You're lookin' real dumb when you get the

What it is my to me
Come some of the hardest of streets
Me custom navigate to the
With some of the hardest of

What it ain't you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through
I'ma keep doin' all the things that I gots to do
Damn it put your ass to work
your nappy head till it hurts

Where them saints stop are the ropes
Take your up the street or you might hurt your throat
You you're ghetto when you don't show up in court
For not payin' your child or you too bullshit for me
You act like too good to eat

At Church's, Popeye's, and I shop at Walter's Bright Creek
In the mall where steep and deep I hang out in Bank Head
You prefer buck head your color is hot pink
I love thing

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And you're too tight your money

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And too tight with your money

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And too tight with your money

it is
What it
it is
What it
it is
What it
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