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

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

you wanna do wit it?
What it is, it ain't

Either you it
We bring it
Or you

Sometimes it gets kinda out there

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

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

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

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

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

She's a plastic girl I'm a big boss man
I like old cars and big sedans
You like two doors their clothes and rolls
I sit on the porch sip some and

I the 9 when you're humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you preferred the
Tonight I'm 'cuz ya already chose
It's grown folk business and run the floor

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

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

Shit my baby is still ghetto hot fries
I come from lovin' and give 20/20 with his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into gold went from two O's to two lows
Which is enough to buy a Rolls ain't but knows

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

Don't even look from across the
You don't enough about this world to
Ever get it on with me or hang out I do

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

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

got the attitude
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 scrubs conceal I'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me it clear?
keep on servin' here like I'm supposed to baby

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

you ain't ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too with 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' topics like
Bring your G's, your loot?
You're lookin' real dumb when you get the

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

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

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

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

'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 with your money

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

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

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