Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyrese
Vocals
Joe Thomas
Programming
Randy Beasley
Background Vocals
Terry Carpenter
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua P. Thompson
Songwriter
Joe Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joshua P. Thompson
Producer
Joe Thomas
Producer
John Roper
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Can somebody tell me what's going on?
I'm getting tired of fake, rich wannabes
Running up my card, spending my money
Acting all smart with no degrees
Don't like my friends 'cause you're too bougie, yeah
[Verse 2]
Never wanna go to an R&B, hip-hop show
(Never wanna go to see hip hop)
It's funny, but I had more fun when I had no dough
I need a girl form the ghetto (I need an all ghetto girl)
I need a bad mother with designer toes
Tattoo, and some gold, straight up ghetto
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
She's gonna be my boo, gonna be my crew, oh, ghetto girl
[Verse 3]
I need a girl from BK, or the boogie down
Compton, Long Beach, or maybe Chi' town
The ATL or the dirty South
She can be from Watts 'cause that's my part of town, hey
[Verse 4]
Never want to go to an R&B, hip-hop show
(She's acting up with it)
It's funny, but I had more fun when I had no dough
I need a girl form the ghetto (I need an all ghetto girl)
I need a bad mother with designer toes
Tattoo, and some gold, straight up ghetto
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
She's gonna be my boo, gonna be my crew, oh
[Verse 5]
I need a girl name Lakeisha, Tonya, Tameka, Tawanda
Rashida, Ashanda, Shaniqua, and Shawna
Karen, Pam, Tina, oh, damn
Brenda, Kenya, Natalie (Oh, Kenya, you do it for me)
[Verse 6]
Never want to go to an R&B, hip-hop show
(Never wanna go see hip-hop)
It's funny, but I had more fun when I had no dough
I need a girl form the ghetto, yes I do, babe (I need an all ghetto girl)
I need a bad mother with designer toes
Tattoo and some gold, straight up ghetto
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
She's gonna be my boo, gonna be my crew, oh
[Verse 7]
I was sitting up talking to this girl one day
And this is what she told me, she said, Tyrese
It don't matter if you NBA, NFL, or you sing
You gotta buy me everything (And I told her back in response)
[Verse 8]
When I met you, you had a bucket
Yeah, two dollars is what you're stuck with
You're high maintenance, I'm not feeling it
Baby girl, go on, go on up outta here with all that drama
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
She's gonna be my boo, gonna be my crew, oh, ghetto girl
[Verse 9]
I need a girl form the ghetto (I need an all ghetto girl)
I can take you anywhere I go
I would like a ghetto girl
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
Said it's all about my baby from the ghetto, I know this
[Verse 10]
(I need an all ghetto girl)
I said, yeah, I said, yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby
(Don't matter if I ain't got no dough)
She's gonna be my boo, gonna be my crew, oh, ghetto girl
Written by: Joe Thomas, Joshua P. Thompson