Medium Ghetto

I like my girls Medium and ghetto She be Rockin jays But still be wearing stiletto She be lit as fuck But she know when to be mellow And when we get home She ride me like I'm Dominic Toretto Fast and furious shit She be switching gears And I'm when I'm in my head She tell me that she right here Girl of my dreams Baddest of the year But if my phone unlocked She turn into my biggest fear I'm like bae relax Quit jumping to conclusions Then she responded be like boy Do you think that I am stupid I rebuttal like I just don't want our relationship ruined Then she responded like c'mon who the fuck is we shooting They be a lil crazy But you know I'm coming back to em You just gotta lay it down If they keeping acting up A little bougie But she know how to bag it up Book smart And she know how to back it up Get that shit uh Get that shut uh Throw it back Throw it back She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's my type She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's what I like I like my girls medium and ghetto The type to let you pull her hair And then tell ya mama hello Slim thick witcho yo cute ass Booty like jello Cat on macaroni and I'm talking like elbow No Kraft shit I'm talking home made Velveeta Two sides to it Make it split like amoebas Striped leggings Now she really look like a zebra Cuz she got a wild side Applebum like Bonita Wipe off the nina Then throw it in The ria She a ballerina But got power like Athena Type of ass that maufuckin' sell out arenas She just walked by And I know that you seen her like She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's my type She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's what I like Medium and Ghetto Put yo hands up if you Medium and Ghetto Yeah Medium and Ghetto Put yo hands up if you Medium and Ghetto Yeah Medium and Ghetto Put yo hands up if you Medium and Ghetto Yeah Medium and Ghetto Put yo hands up if you Medium and Ghetto Throw it back then Make it clap then Throw it back then Make it clap then She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's my type She may be wrong But she always right A little street to em Yeah that's what I like