GHETTO CHICK
I wanna Ghetto Chick. She gotta be exotic. I wanna white girl wit an ill body. She could be nice or she can be naughty. I wanna Ghetto Chick.
I'd like a girl who can mac. She can't be wack. Gotta be into make up n rocks. Got jewelry, riches n a watch. Times tickin'. It would help if she got mad dough. Can't be a chicken. It would cool if she could rap n flow. She could be a singer. If I had dat kinda girl, I'd tell da whole world. I wanna girl dats all dat instead of all fat. I don't even care if she's a mall rat. Hope I get a bangin' bitch. A cute girl ta hit some of dis. I wanna get some of dis. She be lookin' so good. Who knew dat kinda beauty came out of da hood. Who be believin' in love at first sight. I was a thug da first night. I like da way she do it right there. She got da long beautiful hair. She walkin', she strutin' her stuff. Ooh! Damn son! She like it rough. I'll tell you I like dat. Ahhh! Hold on, I'll be right back. If she start strippin', she gonna have me straight trippin'. Already got me picturin', her clothes jus rippin'. Right off her chest. Hope she ain't put me through da test. When da girls start walkin', my eyes jus start lockin'. Itz like a magnet to da guys eyes. A girl flies by. Ya see da heads turned. Caution! Bitches hot! Ya might get burned. I be watchin' they asses jus bump side to side. Sayin', Yeah, datz somethin' I'd like to ride.
I wanna Ghetto Chick. She gotta be exotic. I wanna white girl wit an ill body. She could be nice or she can be naughty. I wanna Ghetto Chick.
I needa girl. I need one soon. I need someone who with I can look at da moon. Someone I can wake up next to n realize itz noon. Need a girl who can be there in my life. She ain't gotta be my wife. A girl jus for a while. A girl who I can make smile. She gotta like my style. Jus gotta call. Bout to hook up. Man. I'm shook up. I wanna cutie blondie that I can get into those jeans. She ain't gotta be housewife material. One dat cooks n cleans. I'm gettin' sicka' dis. So bored. I wanna holla at some bitches. I'm about to got up to dis hottie n ask fo' her digits. Lookin' so bangin' n she bootylicious. I wanna Ghetto Chick dat likes these rhymes I'm writing wit my pen. I ain't want no slut datz been wit many men. If I had a job I wouldn't care if she be ready to spend. I'd tryta make her happy any way I can. I ain't gonna be a bizznitch. I'd be a man. I ain't got no dough but we can still find places to go. She gotta like me for who I am. Cuz that's jus the way I am. I gotta be myself. But I could be her superman. I ain't stupid man. Damn! We could be gettin' some grub. Givin' each other a back rub. In da tub or chillin' in da club. I wanna girl datz ghetto. I'll be sayin' dis shit n sprayin' these raps till I collapse. Y'all can't deny it. I ain't no fat boy on a diet. I haven't felt it, so I don't know what's love. Know if condoms be fittin' like a glove. I wanna lady that knows how many licks. That knows all the good tricks. I could work it n get my freak on. If it ain't hot enough, I'll put da heat on. If you think you got it bad. I'm da one who does. All I do is just hang n chill wit my cuz.
I wanna Ghetto Chick. She gotta be exotic. I wanna white girl wit an ill body. She could be nice or she can be naughty. I wanna Ghetto Chick.
I don't wanna girl who gotta mustache. A big fat ass or glasses. I ain't into a girl who gotta hearin' problem. Anyone who does. I jus drop `em. Like a bad habit. No girl who's a nature freak. Ain't killin' a rabbit. Can't be a handicap. Not gonna be sittin' on her lap. Stairs would be a death trap. Broken foot. No shoelaces. Not for me. If a girl got braces. It doesn't really matter. Hope she ain't gotta messed up bladder. I don't wanna bitty wit no teeth n nasty gums. Messed up mouth, lookin' like a wreath. Hopefully she got some teeth. I ain't into a girl dat ain't inta da shit I'm inta. Screw dat shit. Mix her up in a blender. Put in some fruit. No girl wit no loot. No bum from da slums. Goin' around lookin' for crumbs. I wanna ghetto girl dat got shit in common wit me. No afgan girl dats inta bombin' a city. Hope I don't get no hoes datz all inta taken off they clothes. I wanna girl wit a good personality. Always lookin' at reality.
I wanna Ghetto Chick. She gotta be exotic. I wanna white girl wit an ill body. She could be nice or she can be naughty. I wanna Ghetto Chick.
Dis chick wanted to suck my dick but I said no to dis hoe cuz. It was jus too cold. I ain't tryna let her see no shrinky dinky. She was hot n she was kinky. Wanted to wash my winky in her kitchen sinky. But it was jus too cold. It would be lookin' all ugly n old. Son. It was a shriveling minus twenty degrees. I said yeah right. Gees. C'mon please. Gotta say no. Sorry bitch, ya jus can't go down low. What happened to da cool girls. Da little skool girls. Before they got drunk n started to be partiers. Always gettin' high. I jus ask myself why, ain't there any more good girls? Especially da hood girls. Where'd they all go? Now there's jus bitches, sluts n hoes. Where's da girls dat live life to da limit, n are still straight edged? There da old ladies like Martha Stewart that be trimmin' a hedge.
I wanna Ghetto Chick. She gotta be exotic. I wanna white girl wit an ill body. She could be nice or she can be naughty. I wanna Ghetto Chick.