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when i want to - ghetto baby boom lyrics

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[intro]
hmm
f*ck (ghetto)
everytime

[chorus]
she gon’ f*ck me when i want to
real street n*gga, she say she like my style, i be doin’ sh*t you don’t do
kick it like it’s kung fu
i don’t know karate, but your b*tch do
when i’m with her, we do one*two
certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t thumbs down or screamin’ free my peoples
n*gga, certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t got no stripes, n*gga, we ain’t equal, n*gga

[verse 1]
told my n*ggas i’ma hold it down, they thought i lied
n*ggas wanna k!ll me, but they can’t ’cause i’m a part of god
everything i do, i take it to the chin, i never lied
they could say what they wan’ say ’bout me, but, b*tch, i’m still alive
like peek*a*boo, i hope you n*ggas ready when it’s time
you only live once, it ain’t no person whine
it’s a thousand opps, but f*ck it, we gon’ spin a thousand times
city got me traumatized, i need to go back out of town
do some sh*t i never did
f*ck a n*gga b*tch right on the beach while she with her kids
ghetto disrespectful motherf*cker, that’s just how it is
put my chain on when we f*ckin’, b*tch, stop playin’, let me know it’s real
[chorus]
she gon’ f*ck me when i want to
real street n*gga, she say she like my style, i be doin’ sh*t you don’t do
kick it like it’s kung fu
i don’t know karate, but your b*tch do
when i’m with her, we do one*two
certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t thumbs down or screamin’ free my peoples
n*gga, certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t got no stripes, n*gga, we ain’t equal, n*gga

[verse 2]
it’s a lot of sh*t i did, it’s a lot of sh*t i didn’t
you would never know ’bout it, ’cause, b*tch, i ain’t like other n*ggas
is you a certified member and i’m f*ckin’ with you
it’s levels to this sh*t and you on level one, my n*gga
give a f*ck ’bout what you bang, you ain’t us, my n*gga
that’s your b*tch, you better get her, grab the cuffs, my n*gga
the robbers and the tweakers on they way, you better rush, lil’ n*gga
them n*ggas like to pop, p*ss, smack and jump on n*ggas
so if you hearin’ with your b*tch, this ain’t the one, my n*gga
i’m tryna tell you not just gon’ where you from, my n*gga
all that superman sh*t, don’t be dumb, my n*gga
push your sh*t back, leave you stinkin’ like a funky n*gga
i don’t f*ck with hoes if i can’t f*ck ’em or get money with ’em
told my b*tch, she like f*ckin’ hoes, i like f*ckin’ b*tches
let’s get down to an agreement and just stuff them b*tches
hit the road, mm*hmm, yop the tuckies with ’em
[chorus]
she gon’ f*ck me when i want to
real street n*gga, she say she like my style, i be doin’ sh*t you don’t do
kick it like it’s kung fu
i don’t know karate, but your b*tch do
when i’m with her, we do one*two
certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t thumbs down or screamin’ free my peoples
n*gga, certified tweakers, n*gga
you can’t even come around if you ain’t got no stripes, n*gga, we ain’t equal, n*gga

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