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Ghetto_Jam

This song is by Domino.

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 fuck
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 bitch 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
Nothin', my bitches 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 fuck
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 nigga sing

[Unverified] but you don't hear me doe
Ain't nothin' 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 doped 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 bitches
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?

Credits

Written by:

Kevin Gilliam; Shawn Ivy; Winston F. Mc Kitty

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