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Welcome
 Ya see, what we wanna talk about today
 Is dimes that turn to pennies
 Women that turn to bitches
 Honeys that turn to hoes
 I know y'all out there know exacty what I'm talkin' about
 Somebody that'll take their welfare check
 And go buy some weed, new outfit, do shit like that
 Yo, fella's, have your say
 Come on

 I used to see her at school
 She always talked to the older dudes
 The ones with nice clothes and all the shoes
 I guess I shoulda knew

 She grew up fast in a short time
 Older body but her actions showed a young mind
 I mean this girl was so fine
 Whoa, who woulda known

 Who would've known
 She would have grown to become
 She's a

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 Who would've known, who would've known

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 Who would've known

 I'm away, my stay, you was treated like you was a supermodel
 Had your little Gucci dough, 'ce Gabanna and your Perotta
 Then you went and got yourself a no good baby father (Ew, you)
 Started going down, sleeping around, look at you now
 Disrespecting yourself, giving it up, easy to touch
 Ready to fuck, now they just callin' you slut, why

 Who would've known
 She would have grown to become

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 I'm talking to my ghetto
 Ghetto beauty queen, how will you find a king
 When you're searchin' for one thing, oh
 Know you want the nicer things
 Get a job and buy them things
 Ain't like he got you a ring
 Close your legs, don't let him in between
 Don't you know that you're a queen
 I'm talking to my ghetto queen

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 Drug running, jeep jumpin'
 Club frontin', know nothing
 Dick suckin', smoke something
 Booster hustlin', dealer fuckin'
 Roller duckin', street lovin'
 Six children, no husband
 Beauty queen

 (Repeat while:)

 Check this out now
 Dru Hill said you're sleeping in their bed
 Then the twins said you slept with Jagged Edge
 112 said you gave them all head
 Why girl, why yeah
 (I don't know what you're talking about
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: BMG Heritage

Details:

Released in: 2004

Language: English

Appearing on: Platinum & Gold Collection (2004)

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