Now T L C will challenge MoB To a game of ghetto 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
What you do wit it? What it is, what it Either you it We gon' it Or you
Sometimes it gets kinda out there But we get by one day at a What you do wit' it?
I still go eat at Waffle after 112 when I go out do you hang or do you slang Or wear a or platinum rings? I still maintain my ghetto
I my pride, get on my ride, 20 inch rims I sport a brim, hang with my Go to the mall around the world and keep your The finest things will remain so ooh
Don't even look across the room You know enough about this world to Ever get it on me or hang out where I do
Don't even look from across the You don't have game enough for no To come upon a like me And that's not a
She's a built plastic I'm a big boss man I like old cars and big sedans You like two doors funding their clothes and I sit on the sip some and pose
I like the 9 you're humpin' hot ho's I do sweets while you the lows Tonight I'm choose 'cuz ya chose grown folk business and I'll run the floor
'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me And you ain't hot for me And you fly enuff 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 with your money
Shit my baby is still like hot fries I from lovin' niggas 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 ain't but nobody knows
I stay in my place, keep my diamonds out of your You wanna be with player got to play at my pace I'm slum but I can cum over there where you're from If you want some you better buy you some
Don't even look from across the You don't know enough about world to Ever get it on me or hang out where I do
Don't even look across the floor You don't have game enough for no To upon a girl like me And that's not a
Shorty where your Shorty Shorty your gold teeth? Shorty your long nails? where your fake hair?
Shorty got the All up in the To the 90's girl You the too
I got your back you got the It's time we pull it off in the with the bump on them dubs no scrubs don't conceal I'm a ghetto millionaire Can you see me gettin' it I'ma keep on servin' here I'm supposed to baby
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 your money
'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me And you hot enuff 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
don't, don't be suffocatin' my pockets While I'm these topics like Bring G's, where your loot? You're lookin' dumb when you get the boot
it is my road to me Come from some of the hardest of Me custom to the club With of the hardest of beats
it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through 'Cuz I'ma keep doin' all the things that I to do Damn it I'll put ass to work Comb your head till it hurts
Where them saints these are the ropes Take your wealth up the street or you might your throat You know you're ghetto when you show up in court For not payin' your support or you too bullshit for me You act you're too good to eat
At Church's, Popeye's, and Hartz I shop at Bright Creek In the mall where it's steep and deep I hang out in Head You buck head your favorite color is hot pink I love that
'Cuz you ain't ghetto for me And you ain't hot for me And you fly enuff for me And you're too tight your 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 tight with your
'Cuz you ain't ghetto 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 ...