Ghetto - August Alsina, Yo Gotti

She got a Bugatti body, yeah she a beast in the streets

She from the projects, the hood, you know same spot as me

I told her «We already rich, shawty, I need a freak»

Do some secrets to you, if you do some secrets to me

I won’t tell nobody, remind me of Yaris

Beat it up in that foreign, shawty ride with a real nigga

Faded V-12 on the arm, ex-boyfriend won’t leave her alone

She ain’t livin' in the past, tryna move it on, text me one day when me alone

Same house I was trappin' at, same house I was stashin' in

In the front room on the couch, tryna knock her back in

Makin' love on the dope money, she in love with a dope boy

And she ain’t worried 'bout them other hoes, old boy Mike got one

Don’t be ashamed of the projects shawty, let 'em know you a project shawty

Peace to the puss and never to the shh, them other hoes can’t buy that shawty

I’m from the ghetto, doors on the Lam' say hello

Ass in the pan like jello, lookin' real real good in them stilettos,

but she still ghetto

I love the way you keep them heels on

Hair ain’t yours but it’s paid for and it’s real long

Show them tattoos when you switch it up with your J’s on

And you got an ass so fat that I can’t help but to feel on and you keep it real

When it comes to having sex, girl you don’t ever flex

Long as I fuck you good, you ain’t worried 'bout what’s next

That’s why I keep you here, you ain’t like them other hoes

'Cause you the fucking best, just in case you didn’t know

'Cause you ain’t got a half a million dollar condo

And you ain’t got a hundred thousand dollar car

But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know

You keep it hood no matter where you are

'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto

Girl, you’re the type I like, that’s why I keep you right you out the ghetto

Love 'em from the ghetto

Ain’t afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know

You out the ghetto, better let 'em know

You from the ghetto, better let 'em know

Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know

Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O

You hold it down and you never let them haters come around

Girl, that’s why I keep you on speed dial

Just in case some shit get bad

Keep that ratchet in your bag and a little cash

Just in case I need you

If they lock me down I know I’d see you, that’s without a doubt

I know you understand how it go but you’re down for the ride

That’s why I still keep you by my side

'Cause you ain’t got a half a million dollar condo

And you ain’t got a hundred thousand dollar car

But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know

You keep it hood no matter where you are

'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto

Girl, you’re the type I like, that’s why I keep you right you out the ghetto

Love 'em from the ghetto

Ain’t afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know

You out the ghetto, better let 'em know

You from the ghetto, better let 'em know

Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know

Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O