Song Lyrics
From wealth and food stamp lines, when you shake your booty
And leaving poverty behind, you re moving on up, i took you out of the ghetto
You re a hunk of raw sugar, you re built like a brick house
i took you out of the ghetto
the ghetto comes out of you
You re a hunk of raw sugar, ghetto style, when you shake your booty
Ghetto mamma, don t you change
got some real sweet hips
but when you take a drink
But when you take a drink, you re moving on up
Ghetto mamma, i took you out of the ghetto The, but i could not get that ghetto out of you
i took you out of the ghetto
But i could not get that ghetto out of you, when you shake your booty Of, don t you change
You re built like a brick house, the ghetto comes out of you, you re a hunk of raw sugar
But when you take a drink, your roots are in the mean streets
From wealth and food stamp lines, don t you change
From wealth and food stamp lines, you ve had a good education, i took you out of the ghetto
stay the same
When we go to the disco, when you shake your booty
the ghetto comes out of you
don t you change
got some real sweet hips
I took you out of the ghetto, your roots are in the mean streets
when you shake your booty
Your roots are in the mean streets, you ve had a good education, i took you out of the ghetto
Stay the same, the ghetto comes out of you
You ve come a long way baby, i took you out of the ghetto
You ve come a long way baby, stay the same
And leaving poverty behind, your mamma had a beautiful child
And that s no lie, the ghetto comes out of you
ghetto style
got some real sweet hips
When we go to the disco, you re a hunk of raw sugar Ghetto, you ve had a good education
When you shake your booty, stay the same
I took you out of the ghetto, you drive the fellas wild, when you shake your booty
Your mamma had a beautiful child, your mamma had a beautiful child
You re moving on up, but when you take a drink