Looking for my ghetto queen
[Duganz]
Alright, I hear that damn dog, you stressed
What you need love
Hold up let me get dressed
I'm a shoot you to the peppermint
Let you wild out
[Jaheim]
If my ghetto love's there
[Duganz]
Oh, for sure no doubt
[Jaheim]
Got my do-rag on, hair braided to the back
Backbone, gymsuits, timbs, trunkin' back
[Duganz]
You got voice
[Jaheim]
40 inch cable, got yo knife?
[Duganz]
We ain't gonna need that tonight
But what you gonna need is a shitty grill pack
It double off
4 wheels at the exit
After that t's on boy
Trust me when I tell ya
Walk around let'em smell ya
Hit the door cock somein post up
Play the cella
Ja you smoke?
Let me know, I got a philly and a dro'
Here twist that shit lite it up
Fuck it nigga let's go
