Ghetto Love Lyrics – Lute
Singer: Lute
Title: Ghetto Love
Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
The one you can slide on in the hooptie (Hooptie)
That one you know gon pass you drink and good weed (Good weed)
Ratchet love and that’s a good call (Hey)
Can whip you a meal at night with no Drawlz (No Drawlz)
Make you feel like a king inside them four walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call
I’ll take a woman over two bad b#tches on God
But I still cash app forty dollars if you don’t take card
The ratchet more better, the key to my heart
I need a girl that’s named after a car
‘Cause I can’t afford a Mercedes
But I can go half on a baby and name her Alexus
Baby girl, you a blessing
If God was a woman that sundress give a n#gg# hill on heaven
Hop in a whip, spaceships gon’ dip like the Jetsons
Shorty sweet like a honeysuckle she don’t f#ck with suckers so I’m just her type
Do it right, she gon’ do you good if you play your cards, n#gg#, times is hard, I need to lay my head
On your shoulder or between your legs
Talk is cheap so I’m sayin’ less
I ain’t gotta impress ’cause she know I’m real
We could f#ck, we could chill
We could woodgrain, grip the wheel
We could love, we could chill
Ghetto love is how I feel
Need me a b#tch that can grip the steel
Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
The one you can slide on in the hooptie (Hooptie)
That one you know gon pass you drink and good weed (Good weed)
Ratchet love and that’s a good call (Hey)
Can whip you a meal at night with no Drawlz (No Drawlz)
Make you feel like a king inside them four walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call
I’m tellin’ you “nah I ain’t perfect”
My imperfections ain’t confessions
But baby tell me is it worth it
‘Cause girl them legs are like concessions
I mean I got eggplant if you vegan
A sweet tooth ’cause I been teething
And lately baby you’ve been teasin’ you playin’ too much
Or maybe I’m sayin’ too much
So maybe we ain’t sayin’ enough, sh#t
What’s understood love don’t love me like it should some days
It’s all good ’cause I know a n#gg# stuck in his ways
You see, love to watch you walk but hate to see you go
And I don’t like the rush so we can take it slow
She wearin’ blue nails like it’s Crip set
Put a jewel finger no Dipset
When she walk the #ss feel like it’s cursive
I need a real b#tch on some real sh#t
Split some kids with on some real sh#t
(I need a real b#tch on some real sh#t
Split some kids with on some real shit)
Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
The one you can slide on in the hooptie (Hooptie)
That one you know gon pass you drink and good weed (Good weed)
Ratchet love and that’s a good call (Hey)
Can whip you a meal at night with no Drawlz (No Drawlz)
Make you feel like a king inside them four walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call
Ooh, oh-ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So I say all this to say
f#ck all that sh#t, bruh
Gold Mouf
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