Various Artists (verzamel cd's)
Various Artists (verzamel cd's) - Ghetto Jam lyrics
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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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E? Saturday mornin' 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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E? My homies are down, chillin' in the hood Nuthin' my bitches but they ain't no good To another man well she 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 homie sing Dabambwe, dabambwe, dabambwe But you don't hear me doe Ain't nuthin' wrong with bein' 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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E? 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 bootys The finest one is knockin' me, she's showin' booty 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 bros freaks your nerves, 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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E? 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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E? 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 bootys? The Ghetto Jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady-D As I key what's really goin' on Would ya reminisce with me-E?