[Hook]
Ghetto dreams
Ghetto ghetto dreams
Ghetto niggas` dreams
From the hood
[Verse 1: Common]
I need a kick that appear well and make good
Cinderella fancy, but she still look hood
Butt naked in the kitchen flipping pancakes
Plus she tricking from the sugar that her man makes
We got our own handshake, her titties ain`t fake
Fucking in the car cause we simply can`t wait
To get home, early in the morning` getting stoned
Pretty with her eyes low, running by Bible
The character of beef that Big said he would die for
Is the case that I would rather stay alert for
Tats on her back, looking all tribal
She know shoes like she know survival
Well put together, she weathers the storm
Seen her brother die so forever she`s strong
Hear Beyonce`s song and she gotta perform
Whether fucking or fighting: we getting it on
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Common]
I don`t even say shit, she can find it
I dispose the realest, toenails acrylic
Ass is a arm and it`s difficult to hide it
Baby in one arm, the former is a skillet
Fried chicken, macaroni, raised on the dark and stony
Ghetto press, she`s my applelonie
Like trigger had the rear of Tony, Montana
Reminded me a me of my, of my mama
Knowing the drama like she know when to joke
Steal a nigga`s squares, not wanting me to smoke
I thrust my head out newhiphopsongslist.com of Benzes
Streets that I live who my friends is
In this passion for the money, power and clothes
A ghetto housewife watch reality shows
She might get to snapping when the cameras are closed
When the cameras start snapping, she`s quick to pose
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
I find all my flaws when it comes to writing rhymes
Subject matter be changing too quickly at times
So I hold it strictly `bout dimes and adhere to the story
Call me a pro in the pussy category
Had explicit experiences I shouldn`t mention
For me, getting women turned from athletics to addiction
Powerful women performing the roles of submission
Lawyers on leashes, congress, women inflictin`
Pain onto my game wanted and I`m sadistic
They liked it, they dyked it, devices twisted
`til I get a nice chick, to get me on some nice shit
Crib raising kids, Labrador behind the white fence
But I`m still single, looking for Cleopatra
African Queen, yo look at me, I`m a bachelor
Y`all niggas in trouble, keep your girls behind closed doors
Cross your fingers, be glad I haven`t chose yours
She love glamour, bought her Vera Wang sandals
Valentino bags is my etiquette my man is
Half hood half glass, photographers cameras
Caught us out there, the spotlight, hope she can manage this
She can link me, red carpet at my next non-profit
Events having sponsored have some alcohol product
Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms
You know your dream with me when you are upright in the projects
[Hook] Common Ft. Nas - Ghetto Dreams Lyrics
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