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mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now will challenge goodie mob
To a game of ghetto tag
When say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

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

you wanna do wit it
What it is and what it (what)
Either you it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
Sometimes it gets kinda (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 wear a
Or rings
I still
My ghetto i
my pride
Get on my
20 inch
I a brim
Hang my girls
Go to the
Around the
And your change
The finest
Will still so

Don't even look across the room
You know enough about this world to
Ever get it on me
Or out where I do

Don't look from across the floor
You don't have rhyme for no tour
To come upon a like me
And not a possibility

a built plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old model and big sedans
You like two
Funding their clothes and
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do while you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm 'cause ya already chose
grown folk business and I'll run the floor

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

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot
I come from lovin'
And 20/20
With his eyes
Got turned gold
Went two o's to thirty two lows
is enough to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
Stay in my
Keep my out of your face
You wanna be with this
Got to play at my
I'm but I can still cum
Over there where you're
If you want some you better buy you some

Shorty where booty (shorty)
Shorty your gold 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 your you got the front
It's time we it off in the woods
the bump on them dubs ain't no scrubs
Don't conceal I'm a ghetto
Can you see me it clear
I'ma on servin' here like I'm supposed to baby

Don't be my pockets
While I'm these 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 ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that been through
'cause i'ma keep all the things that I gots to do
it I'll put your ass to work
Comb your nappy head it hurts

Where saints stop
are the ropes
Take wealth up the street
Or you might hurt your
You know ghetto
When you don't show up in
For not payin' your child
Or you too for me
You act like too good to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at walter's bright
In the mall it's steep and deep
I hang out in bank
You buckhead
Your favorite color is hot
I love that