74 lyrics for "Ghetto ghetto"

Give me the morning ride Slip and slide you going broke your back side This is fay in the morning ride, What you think about the morning ride sir, Well the morning ride is a very nice ride, And you miss morning ride are the longest ride. No matter where
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It's a celebration They know who we are by now They know who we are For the ghetto, oh It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh) Champion, the champion (champion, champion) This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winning now? This took
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Quiero otra noche más Tal vez yo soy tu vicio, quizás tu necesidad Sé que me extrañas Pero se acabó No vas a encontrar otro que lo haga como yo Yo sé que ahora tú me extrañas Ahora que me extrañas Ahora que tú quieres Volver pero no, no se puede
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Y tú quisieras repetir Lo que hicimos antes Mami, si yo sé que te acuerdas de mí Dime, mami, si yo sé que te acuerdas de mí Dime, mami, uh Mami, uh, lalalalala Yo sé lo que has salido a buscar Perdámonos en la oscuridad
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Stop now before it's too late Nothing lasts forever That's the way it's gotta be There's a great black wave in the middle of the sea for me The sound is not asleep, it's moving under my feet Bean eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate Run from
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Ain't the same young nigga from the ghetto (ghetto) Stack them hunnids up like Lego (Lego) Remember I had to charge my bro for petrol (petrol) I came a long way trappin' off a Metro (Metro) Still got rounds I can let go (let go) Land in any town I smoke
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This is every heavy drug, that's known at every level This is assault with deadly metal bumpin' heavy metal Do this for myself, of course my hood and every ghetto Paper pushin', paper petal, cuz I heavy petal It's is nigga flowin' through my blood and
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Dre Skull wey di system do fi ghetto yute? Nothing Wey dem do fi ghetto yute? Nothing Every day another mother bawl We've been suffering from we small But, white people ah bawl Indian people ah bawl Black people ah bawl Chinese people ah bawl
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You want more (why?) A little party never hurt no one You're so Art Deco, out on the floor Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure Baby, you're so ghetto You're looking to score When they all say hello You try to ignore them 'Cause you want more
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