Ghetto Jam

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?

Saturday morning, just gettin' up

With a hangover smellin' like a ****

I really can't remember 'cause I'm still kinda fady

So I close my eyes and thank God that I made it

Now, I'm gettin' flashbacks of some O.J.

With a green glass that says 'Tanqueray'

Took it to the hand, gulped it down with the quickness

Now, I need a ***** so I can handle my business

What do you know? A freak's in my reach

Threw her on the flo, suckin' in her deep

She's screamin' and she's screamin' and she's screamin'

Gettin' horrors but then I busted a nut and that was that

So kick the chorus

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?

My homies are down, chillin' in the hood

Nuthin', my *****es but they ain't no good

To another man, well he might be some good cat

But the homies in the hood label her as a hood rat

She's scared to love so those with game can ****

And ooh, she'll pound yo ass real fast, if you're quick enough

And when you're in that thing she'll make that ***** sing

[Unverified] but you don't hear me doe

Ain't nuthin' wrong with being a Trojan man, when ya ridin'

So let's kick the chorus, please if ya like it

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?

My homey's clownin' in his ****d yellow Chevy

Too O.D.'ed to be dropped

Kenwood's kickin' that funk in the trunk

Clean with the rag on top, yeah

Rollin' down the store, guess what we saw, some *****es

The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowing kisses

So I approached the freak of the week

And I played it like a game of blackjack

And for all that ass that she towed in around

Well, I offered a backpack and since I'm a mack

Well, you know how the story goes

So all ya hoes and their bros, here we go

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom

With a phat, phat, phat chorus, 1, 2, 3, if this is O.G.

The freaks would ya move ya booty's

The getto jam is about to slam with some notes from the diggady

As I key what's really goin' on, would ya reminisce with me?