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mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c will goodie mob
To a game of ghetto tag
they say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

(yeah)
Tlc, the
mob
The synergy of sounds
For the

What you do wit it
What it is and it ain't (what)
you bring it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
it gets kinda messy (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you do wit' it)
One day at a

I go eat
At waffle
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or a chain
Or rings
I still
My ghetto i
Keep my
Get on my
20 inch
I sport a
with my girls
Go to the
Around the
And keep change
The finest
still remain so

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

Don't even from across the floor
You don't have rhyme for no tour
To come a girl like me
And that's not a

a built plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old model cars and big
You two doors
Funding clothes and rolls
I sit on the
Sip and pose
I the 9
When you're humpin' hot
I do sweets while you preferred the
I'm choose 'cause ya already chose
It's grown folk business and I'll run the

'cause you ghetto enuff for me
And you hot enuff 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 tight with your

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot
I come from lovin'
And give
With his eyes
Got turned gold
from two o's to thirty two lows
Which is to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
in my place
Keep my out of your face
You be with this player
Got to at my pace
I'm slum but I can cum
Over there you're from
If you want some bullshit you better buy you

Shorty where booty (shorty)
Shorty where your teeth
Shorty where your long
where your fake hair
Shorty got the
All up in the
To represent the 90's
You the too
I got your you got the front
It's we pull it off in the woods
With the bump on them ain't no scrubs
conceal I'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me gettin' it
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm to baby

Don't be suffocatin' my
While I'm recessitatin' topics
Like bring your g's where loot
You're lookin' dumb when you get the boot
it is my road to me
Come some of the hardest of streets
Me navigate to the club
With some of the hardest of
What it what you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through
'cause i'ma keep doin' all the that I gots to do
it I'll put your ass to work
Comb nappy head till it hurts

Where those stop
are the ropes
Take your up the street
Or you might your throat
You you're ghetto
you don't show up in court
For not payin' child support
Or you too for me
You act like you're too to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at walter's bright
In the where it's steep and deep
I hang out in head
You prefer
Your color is hot pink
I love thing