Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miss O
Miss O
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miss O
Miss O
Songwriter
Sniggy
Sniggy
Songwriter
T.Johnston
T.Johnston
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ghetto me born Ghe-ghe-ghetto-to (boom!) Ghetto me bo-bo-born Ghe-ghe-ghetto me, ghetto me born (born) Ghe-ghe-ghetto me, ghetto me born (born) Ghe-ghe-ghetto me- Ghetto me born Ghetto me grow Certain position only ghetto gyal know The body right so, skin haffi show Me thing no regular so make a gyal know Me get money, pull up a that me seh (a that me seh) Man haffi pay ghetto girls unu with mi Mo-Money pull up because a we have the flavor We-We have the body weh some gyal man a pay for Money pull up and me no run this for free Me thing shat, a me every man a pree Mo-Mo-Money pull up we get Money pull up we get No gyal a road cyaa do it like we Rather inna party or back inna me house (inna me house) Rather pon a bottle top or rather paw me spouse When liquor buss inna me head is likkle most Step out inna the road like a real power house And make them bring the money come Bring the, bring the money come (come) When them see the pump and roll like a drum Them-Them-Them haffi bring the money come Bring the, bring the money come When the cheek them a jiggle like a guitar string Them haffi bring the money come Bring the, bring the money come Caw round a back a go like me a chew bubble gum Them haffi bring the money come Bring the, bring the money come Caw them love how the shorts yah a hug up me bum, again Ghetto me born Ghetto me grow Certain position only ghetto gyal know The-The-The-The body right so, skin haffi show Me thing no regular so make a gyal know Me get money pull up a that me seh (a that me seh), hit me Man haffi pay ghetto girls unu with me Mo-Money pull up because a we have the flavor We have the body weh some gyal man a pay for Money pull up and me no run this for free Me thing shat, a me every man a pree Mo-Mo-Money pull up we get Money pull up we get No gyal a road cyaa do it like we A we a get the money caw we keep it tight Feel a likkle tipsy, so me start step light A couple glass a liquor make me wine whole night If you wanna get freaky baby that's alright When him think me tired me seh no, not quiet Me beg him seh fi gimme make me fly like kite True him seh him tired 'cause one piece a fight Him hand them pon him shoulder and him back full a bite Caw, ghetto me born Ghe-ghe-ghetto-to (boom!) Ghetto me bo-bo-born Ghe-ghe-ghetto me, ghetto me born (born) Ghe-ghe-ghetto me, ghetto me born (born) Ghe-ghe-ghetto me-
Writer(s): 0, Tarik Luke Johnston, Nikolas David Silvera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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