[Hook]
Ghetto dreams
Ghetto ghetto dreams
Ghetto niggas? dreams
Ghetto ghetto dreams
Ghetto niggas? dreams
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?
fake
F-cking in the car cause we simply can?t expect to get home
Early in the morning? getting stoned
Pretty with her eyes low, runny by Bible
The character of beef that BIG said he would die for
Is the case that I would rather stay alert for
Tatts 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 f-cking or fighting: we getting it on!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Common]
I don?t even say shit, she can find it
I dispose the realest, sold nails acrylic
Ass is a arm and it?s difficult to hide it
Baby in one arm, the former is a skillet
Frying chicken, macaroni
Raise on the ?
Ghetto press, she?s my apolonni like
Tony, Montana
Reminded me of ? or 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 of Benzes
My beats is the streets and I live who my friends is
In this passion for the money, power and clothes
My ghetto housewife watch reality shows
She might get to snapping if the canvas aint closed
When the cameras snap snapping, she?s quick to pose
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[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 p-ssy category
Had explicit experiences I shouldn?t mention
For me, getting women turn from play to addiction
Powerful women performing the roles of submission
Lawyers on leashes
Congress women inflicting pain onto my game
Warned that I?m sadistic
They liked it, they diked it, devices twisted
Til I get a nice chick, to get me on some nice shit
Crib raising kids, slap a doorway behind a white fist
But I?m still single, looking for Cleopatra
African Queen, yo look at me, I?m a bachelor
Y?all niggas in trouble, keeping girls behind closed doors
Cross your fingers, be glad I haven?t chose yours
She loves glamour bought Vera Wang sandals
Valentino bags is my etiquette
My man is half hood half class
Photographers cameras caught us out there
The spotlight, I desire she can handle
She can link me, red carpet at my next non-profit
Event having sponsored by some alcohol product
Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms
You know the dream with me when you are upright in the projects
[Hook]
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