Ghetto Love (edited) Lyrics

Ghetto Love (edited)

Da Brat & T-Boz

(appears on the album Anuthatantrum & Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum)



 



I had some problems

That no one could seem to solve them

But you had the answer

You told me to take a chance

And learn the ways of love my baby

And all that it has to offer

In time you will see that love won't let you down

Ohh, all my love baby



Hey baby it ain't gon' ever change

Between you and your boo

Put a hold on me ever since I held you

What compelled you to be my man

Besides passion and lust

You ran up on a real boo with understanding and trust

Ain't no comparison you leave all the rest behind

You blow my mind undercover 

When you workin' my shine

You laid pipe unlike any other plumber

Took me shoppin' all day and at night, you kept it comin'

Made dinner collard greens, candied yams, and steak

Showed me the game how to import birds and chop weight

Caught a case cuz your boy ran his mouth too much.

And it's a disgrace how the pain felt to miss your touch

But as the days keep passin' keep it laughin' with stacks of letters

Hit you so you don't forget us

When you'd rather not be livin in the cella

Hella playa-haters want your occupation

But they can keep pacin' cuz 

I'm gonna be waitin' on my baby



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And all this love is waiting for you

My baby, sweet darlin'

And all this love is waiting for you

Don't worry about a thing just stay down

As long as you can hang I'm-a be around



Ran into your boy had heard he'd spread the word

That you was soft braggin' he collecting your cheese

And pissing me off

The first thought of committing a felony never left

I missed the big breaths you took when we waa puffin' the L

Just the little things you do with the bigger ones

I saw better SL 500's colorful Gucci sweaters and leathers

Diamond letters I feel ya boo cuz I saved the sugar for you

Keep the business runnin' droppin' off keys in Cancun

Cash rules and you remain to be the king of my throne

Position takin' flippin' calendar pages till you get home

Wanna blast your boy for snatchin' up my happiness

But I regret what'll happen to this dollar foundation

If I'm incarcerated too you can make it through

Rebel on the jealous who tell us the opposite of that

Forever you and Brat

I tried to take the blame but you preferred to handle my fame

So I'm waitin' with open arms to rekindle the flame



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