U R Ghetto
Ayyo, whassup girl?
What's with this dress shirt and jogger pants?
Whatever
How you gonna be wearing them open toed shoes and white socks?
Whatever nigga
You still got coupons from White Castle
Whatever
You're so ghetto, your probably a valued customer at White Castle
Nigga, you so ghetto you still rockin a cameo
Whatever, you're so ghetto
you still got them MC Lyte earring for 1987
Whatever nigga
You're so ghetto you gotta taxi search for a limo again
Whatever
You're so ghetto
your family car says hard as hell in silver on the side
Check, yo
You know you ghetto when the money you got
Is a whole lot of ones stacked up to make a knot
You know you ghetto when you thinkin your a star
And your waiting at the back for drinks at the bar
You know you ghetto when think your number one with the flow
And you shoutin out yourself on the radio
You know you ghetto when the polo that you rock
Says Fruit Of The Loom on the label and on the top, nigga
You know you ghetto when you stuck inside a jail
Them Jordans on your feet costed more then your bail
You know you ghetto when you going on the creep
And your girl gotta wait for her children to fall asleep
You know you ghetto when you think you represent
But them niggas on your block aint spendin a red cent
Aint tryin to buy your album (nigga hell no!)
If you dubbin this right now 'stead of buyin the single your...
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are
When ya think you a star
Flossin on the street in the rental car
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your nice
But the opposite dont look twice
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're Ghetto)
Yeah, check it, yeah
You know you ghetto when your boys push crack
And you buyin crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You know you ghetto when your moms part of your crew
And your grandmom is only 5 years older then you
You know you ghetto when I dont know who you are but nigga I know yo name
Cause I can read it on your chain
You know you ghetto when ya, signin along
And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin in the song
You know you ghetto when ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
And your dress is blue jeans and chineese slippers, namean?
You know you ghetto when ya askin for cigarettes cause you cant afford hash
Mixed with that weed in your stash
You know you ghetto when you tryin to get your flirt on
And that cop blockin nigga has got the same damn shirt on
You know you ghetto when you own two cars
And you need ten for me to buy drinks at the bar
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your fly
But the homegirls walk right by
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think ya got clout
But your hair weave keeps fallin out
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
You check it,
You know you ghetto when you bring home your boys
And your moms lookin at your crew like they sex toys
You know you ghetto when your brothers paid for jugglin
Need a (?) beam were talkin bout nigga we strugglin
You know you ghetto when ya sittin down in class
And dang, a cock roach went and crawled out ya bookbag
You know you ghetto when ya tried to sound like Lil Kim
And you went out soundin like Foxy
Oh wait a minute thats the same thing
You know you ghetto when rap is part of your dream
But you cant stay out past 1 cause your mom runs your street team
You know you ghetto when ya savin to buy a key
But your gradpop still on the corner pushin that weed
You know you ghetto when you know you not Jamaican
But your clothes say Tommy Hilfiger nigga you fakin
You know you ghetto when ya like every other brotha
Rappin loud, barkin down the street tryin to be the struggler
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are
When ya think you a star
Flossin on the street in the rental car
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your nice
But the opposite dont look twice
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're Ghetto)