[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm talkin' 'bout ghetto love (Girl don't keep me waitin' for that)
Ghetto love! (Talk 'bout misbehavin' cause when I)
Get you home in the sack (And when I give it to you
Give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back)
I'm talkin' 'bout ghetto love (Girl don't keep me waitin' for that)
Ghetto love! (Talk 'bout misbehavin' cause when I)
Get you home in the sack (And when I give it to you
Give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back naked a**)
[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm talkin' 'bout socks on, socks off, get my, rocks off
Big old, back end, wax on, wax off
You can have it however you like, thin or go bad
Make it sure the cookie monster is tight
Ginseng make ya swing from the chandelier
I know I sing but it's a real man standin' here
Now that I think cackle
Lay on your back girl, I'll have you thinkin' I'm the king of the world!
When I put my thing in ya girl!
I'm pullin' micro-braids and weaves out, blowin' backs and knees out
Have ya screamin' Kali baby after that I ease out
Predator lookin' for a black and decker pecker wrecker
With better than bed and head and make me wish I never left her
Hey! Don't tell your girlfriend how I beat it up and your man;
He so cold to ya and I heat it up
Let go your inhibitions, reservations: swallow them
Get some ghetto-ness, I give it to you at your mom and nems
[Hook] (2X)
[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
Have you ever all witnessed the "just been hit with a dick" stature?
From a n***a like me who licks it then hits in it after
In your cervix servin' you some of this summer salami
Work up a sweat from pa**ionate s** like performing pilates
Ghetto! I'm lex-er than steel when it comes to real s** in the pill
(Precaution) No step in this fill if you scared of catchin' a dilznick
Real spit, or do you prefer lil' dick?
She said "no I likes it nice and hard to bring the real sh**"
And I'll be comin', comin' from around a corner
With a box of magnums to put it on you
Backpack and newports, a fifth of patron you
Never hear Kutt Calhoun's a loner
I'm not sincere, not me from the bottom of a bad
Motherf**er named Sascha Fierce
Drink, drink your kool-aid with a booty naked
Ain't nothin' but some motherf**in' s** in here
(I) beat the koochie, (I) treat the koochie
(I) never heard a b**h call me a p**y
(Why?) ain't seducing shut 'em up quick
Make 'em cover up dick like she's a coozie
Tell 'em Kutt just what you like little mommy and we can settle up
We'll have you twitchin', feindin'
And constantly thinkin' 'bout my ghe-bout-bout my
[Hook] (2X)
[Brige: Tech N9ne]
I want you to pop it and dip
Then upswing your hips
Back it up and don't trip
Let your back bone slip
Spin around get a grip
Of the pole and then flip
Baby thats the way you strip
Here's your tip, not on the lips
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
(Hey-hey) The ghetto be missin' me, I had an epiphany
I need some ghetto lovin', so I get what they're diggin' me
They sniffin' and kissin' me
"Wanna split with me? All in favor say yes
Is you is or is you ain't my constituency?"
Whooo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!
Heimlich, all over Tech N9ne dick, I'm a organ grind this
"Do you know your beautiful and you're fine miss?"
And you two, you three finest, "Will you never be mine, miss?"
I love big behinds, call me your highndness
"Heavens to Murgatroyd, I love when you're workin'
You're twirkin' that ghetto booty, even makin' suburban boys
Make a lot of suburban noise, got money in my pocket like I'm a turban boy"
So after your coochie crusade, you know she ghetto
If she come and bring you Kool-Aid (Oh, yeah)
[Hook] (2X)
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm talkin about pole slidin', lap dance ridin'
Do something strange for some change if your buying
But big strippers make big tippers
Show no thankful for all their booty you give us
For just a drink or two, she'll make and wink at you
Drain your change until she think you're through
The ohh she got your booty bopper
Oochie-wobble watch you while she callin' you poppa
The urge to push to thrust I mean to shove
Takes you back to the ghetto, for some (Ghetto love)