King Arut - Ghetto Love lyrics

rate me

Oh yes I love her like...

Want a description? her body's sickenin

I can be her prescription, I can be her physician

Sexual healing, I can be her religion

And now shes kneeling, praying to the ceiling

I bless her as if she sneezed

Must be the weather, I dress her, I am her sleeves

I am her feathers, shes fly,

Flyer than you, flyer than me,

I love her, she loves me too

I love her three times more than her mom

Time will tell that im the nigga

Aye Shawty suck my

dick and ill bite yo

pussy pay me fiftey bucks

and ill buy you a cookie no

charge, no hassle, no pay

wit it all wit dat pussy monster

in it ghetto love got nun wit dat charge cuz what we sayin is (ghetto love) is the best kind of love

when she back dat ass up

she goin wit dat (ghetto love)

Or we can stay awake and watch the next day

Clothes are overrated, panties are debated

Einstein..her head is the greatest

cuz its (ghetto love) dat nigga

aint shit you need a refund

shawty i can give you what ya

want until i see dat ass

shake like whooshh, whooshh

I'm a hustler shawty what you thought

I could close my mouth cause I speak from the heart

You could close your ears you gon hear me when you sleeping

You know that other boy ain't nothing like jeezy im anotha

mutha im better dan da otha

when dat hoe come near me

she better jus go flee cuz shawty i roll like da sea (sea)

and bling like yo key (key) ya askin me whats my name i jus

say King

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true when you lookin for a place to be jus boo Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen

And we hold court and take your life for a settlement

this is the King:"Tha Star"

has been born cuz when ya back dat ass up you gonna be under

the sun wit dat ghetto love

(yep) I'm a mutha fuckin Cash Money Millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I am a mutha fuckin Cash Money Millionaire, bitch

how dem niggas haterz

and otha muthafuckas

when ya get dat ghetto love

(yep) ya gonna be da fire son

Oh yes I love her like...

Want a description? her body's sickenin

I can be her prescription, I can be her physician

Sexual healing, I can be her religion

And now shes kneeling, praying to the ceiling

I bless her as if she sneezed

Must be the weather, I dress her, I am her sleeves

I am her feathers, shes fly,

Flyer than you, flyer than me,

I love her, she loves me too

I love her three times more than her mom

Time will tell that im the nigga

Cuz its Dat Ghetto Love........

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Thanks to King Arut