Ghetto Dreams (feat. Nas)

Dreams, ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

From the 'hood

Yo, I want a bitch that look good and cook good

Cinderella fancy but she still look good

Butt naked in the kitchen, flipping pancakes

Plus she's drinking all the dough that her man makes

We got an old handshake, her titties ain't fake

Fucking in the car 'cause we just can't wait to get home

Early in the morn', getting stoned

Pretty with her eyes low, bunny bye viable

The type of bitch that Big said he would die for

Is the type that I'd rather stay alive for

Tats on her back, looking all tribal

She know shoes like she know survival

Well put together, she weather the storm

Seen her brother die, so forever she's strong

Hear Beyoncé's song and she gotta perform

Whether fucking or fighting, we getting it on

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto ****'s dreams

From the 'hood

I don't even say shit, she could feel it

I toss the realest, sold nails acrylic

Ass is a weapon and it's hard to conceal it

Baby in one arm, the other is the skillet

Fried chicken, macaroni, raised on the black and stoney

Ghetto prayers, she's my abalone

Like sugar had the back of Tony Montana

Reminded me of me, oh my, of my mama

Uh, no into drama like she know when to joke

Still, a **** swears, not wanting me to smoke

I poke my head outta Benz's

My sweet tears the streets

And I know who my friends is

In this love for the money

Power and clothes

My ghetto housewife watch reality shows

She might get to snapping if the cabinets ain't closed

When the camera snap-snapping, she ready to pose, uh

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto ****'s dreams

From the 'hood

I know these are my flaws when it come to writing rhymes

Subject matter be changing too quickly at times

So I keep it strictly 'bout dimes and stick to the story

Call me a pro in the pussy category

Had explicit experience as I shouldn't mention

For me, getting women turned from sport to addiction

Powerful women playing the roles of submission

Lawyers on leashes, congresswomen inflicting

Pain onto my gave, wanted and I'm sadistic

They liked it, they dyked it, device's twisted

Till I get a nice chick that get me on some nice shit

Crib raising kids, slap a door behind a white fence

But I'm still single, looking for Cleopatra

African Queen, yo, look at me, I'm a bachelor

Y'all ****'s in trouble, keep your girls behind closed doors

Cross your fingers, be happy I haven't chose yours

She love glamour, bought her Vera Wang sandals

Valentino bag, this my etiquette

My manner's half hood, half class

Photographers, cameras

Caught us out there in the spotlight, hope she can handle

She can join me red carpet at my next nonprofit

Event having sponsored by some alcohol product

Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms

You live your dream with me when you was just in the projects

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto-ghetto dreams

Ghetto ****'s dreams

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto-ghetto ****'s dreams

From the 'hood

Dream