Talib Kweli - Ghetto Love lyrics

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Talib Kweli - Ghetto Love lyrics

[Hook: Free] I'm heading to the club and I'm looking for something Ain't putting on this pink dress in here for nothing I'm whispering in your ear, boy, I hope you're receiving I'm 'bout to share all my secrets, tell you things I'll be needing I'm a grown a** woman, boy You gotta show me, let me know Give me love, make me believe, I'm all that you need Leave them hoes out in the street I don't wanna have to bring the heat If you ain't ready to roll, leave me alone Cause all we really want is love And all we really need is love Ain't asking for too much Just respect and love All we really need is ghetto love [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Friends turn into lovers after drinks You hit it in the crib, she left her eyelash on the sink Your girl madder than the pink I splashed on her mink Cause you gotta bad habit of acting before you think, wow Soon as you see them out, you know what they be about Looking for a n***a people read about You lead 'em out the club, let 'em see the house Lead 'em to the couch Now he got 'em so open all he wanna do is eat 'em out She's way hotter than 8 shots straight vodka You play the proper spots then you may spot her Wisk by the velvet rope Legs longer than Mariah held a note Got you seeing stars without a telescope Do she sell it? Nope, on second thought maybe she do Go to school and got a baby or two Now she got you wondering if your relationship's through Listening to Curtis Mayfield's "Make It To You" [Verse 2: Free] Listen boy if you wanna act up, then listen We can both act up I've been tryna be real with you But you keep coming with the drama, I can't deal with you It's the little sh**, let me know you're late Keep the D rock hard, make sure I'm straight I don't ask for much, got a J-O-B, my own dreams But things ain't always what they seem I thought you had me baby From the back to the front thought I was your baby But once I gave in you started acting shady Started acting crazy, don't wanna be your lady no more Now all you got is memories of me on all-fours The back of me heading out of your front door You can't blame the seasons, I told you that's what I was needing [Hook: Free]

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