Good Ol' Ghetto

Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good ol' good ol days Ya feel me? Some of that... Good ol', good ol', good old ghetto Good ol', good ol', good ol' ghetto Mm, 'bout it, good ol', good ol' ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Good ol... heh I told my man "I'm having a barbecue So grab some folks and won't you slide right through?" He brought this shorty that I used to know It brought me back to when I was in school She said "Usher, where have you been?" We used to kick it every now and then Remember when I used to call your phone? Tell you, "Come on 'cause my mother's gone" How about them times when I had to throw A rock at your window To let you know to come downstairs And open the door And then, baby it was on for sure Now honey, got my head spinnin' around for real 'Cause I'm thinking 'bout how good you used to feel And I got a girl now and I don't get down like this, huh But I must admit I'm tempted and startin' to reminisce, 'cause Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Oh, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto And somebody Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto (yeah, yeah) Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto (good ol' ghetto) Now she's asking me to take her On a tour of my house so we can catch up For all the time lost since I blew up And became the man that drops his pants And every girl around the world is dying to love Break the beat down Let me tell you what I'm talking about If you're not carefull it'll turn you out It's that way she used to go When you want it nice and slow Even though you can't The memory will make you want some mo' She used to understand me Touch me, hold me, taught me how to be a man She used to kiss me all them things she used to show me Damn, I wish that I could do it again Honey, got my head spinnin' around for real 'Cause I'm thinking 'bout how good you used to feel But I got a girl now and yo she's right upstairs But I must admit I'm tempted and startin' to not care, 'cause Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Never had somebody that's as bad Somebody with a whole lot of body That'll choose, that make you wanna leave the one you with 'Cause you know how good it is Not a prissy, lil' missy baby talk that slang I used to love how she kissed me when she popped that thang She was a friend of the fam Hot without the glam, not When I be trippin' She didn't really give a damn, stop It's what I need to do 'Cause I know what's this is leading to If I keep on thinkin' bout that back I'ma be right back in it, 'cause, yo Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto