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Now T L C will Goodie MoB
To a of ghetto laser 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 synergy of sounds for the Y 2 G

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

Either you it
We gon' 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 hang or do you
Or a chain or platinum rings?
I maintain my ghetto side

I keep my pride, get on my ride, 20 inch
I sport a brim, with my girls
Go to the around the world and keep your change
The finest things will still so ooh

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

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

I like the 9 when you're humpin' hot
I do while you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm choose 'cuz ya chose
It's grown folk 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 tight with your

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

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

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

even look from across the room
You don't know enough about this to
Ever get it on me or hang out where I do

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

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

Shorty got the
All up in the
To represent the girl
You the too

I got your you got the front
It's time we pull it off in the woods with the 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 enuff for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And too tight with your money

'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 with money

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

What don't, don't be my pockets
While I'm resuscitatin' topics like
Bring your G's, your loot?
lookin' real dumb when you get the boot

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

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

Where them 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 payin' your child support or you too for me
You act you're too good to eat

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

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

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

'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

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