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You've come a long way baby, |
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From wealth and food stamp lines, |
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You're moving on up, |
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And leaving poverty behind. |
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You've had a good education, |
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And seen the best of the schools, |
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But when you take a drink, |
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The ghetto comes out of you. |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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But I could not get that ghetto out of you. |
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You're a foxy lady, |
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Your mamma had a beautiful child, |
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You're built like a brick house, |
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And that's no lie. |
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When we go to the disco, |
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You drive the fellas wild, |
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When you shake your booty, |
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Ghetto style. |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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But I could not get that ghetto out of you. |
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You're a hunk of raw sugar, |
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Got some real sweet hips, |
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Your love, your love, your love, |
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Is like a honey drip. |
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Your roots are in the mean streets, |
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That'll never change, |
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Ghetto mamma, |
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Stay the same. |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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I took you out of the ghetto, |
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(I took you out of the ghetto) |
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But I could not get that ghetto out of you. |
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, |
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Ghetto mamma, stay the same. |
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, |
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Ghetto mamma, stay the same. |
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, |
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Ghetto mamma, stay the same. |
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, |
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Ghetto mamma, stay the same. |
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, |
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Ghetto mamma, stay the same. |
