Ghetto - Helen Keller | Текст песни

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• Ghetto
• Helen Keller

Im from Miami, bitch
Yea thats Miami streets
And all the haters wanna push us, try to give us heat
Baby we livin here, so drop the shit and drop the beat
Lets party in my streets and leave the hotel room with dirty sheets
I know hoes bop, baby Im ganho
They sayin girl you aint Jamaican, accents gotta go
And I say hell no, hell no
I got Jamaica in my lungs, this that good hydro
I got that Barbie flow, Im feelin iry
Party rock and chill on the beach all day
Got karuna in my hands, got that iron in my blood
Got my toes in the sand and my God is the sun

(Hook x2)
Im shaking up the game, tryna test my luck
Living life every day by what comes up
Yea Im working on some things, getting all worked up
Im Helen Keller to the haters saying What? What? What?

Yea! Yea! Yea!

(Verse)
We in that heat wave, all people need to face
Or can I get paid?
This time aint all play
The girlies like yay, they like the heart race
White girl on a white girls face
And Im around
We do it for the thrill thrill thrill
We aint got enough bills bills bills
So keep poppin em pills pills pills
Im chillin in my booth, feet up, VIP
Bring my girls to the down party
Bro dont touch me, I got my own money
If you wanna drink for free show my girls yo body

(Hook x2)
Im shaking up the game, tryna test my luck
Living life every day by what comes up
Yea Im working on some things, getting all worked up
Im Helen Keller to the haters saying What? What? What?

Yea! Yea! Yea!

(Bridge)
My town likes to party all of the time
All of the time, take me down to prime
Get me a steak, if its bloody thats fine
Got a roach in my pocket, took Mary Jane to dine
Let me clear my throat
Have a mushy babe
I hope ya dont mind, mind
Im on a fuckin boat
And Im thirsty babe,
Pass me the champagne

(Hook x2)
Im shaking up the game, tryna test my luck
Living life every day by what comes up
Yea Im working on some things, getting all worked up
Im Helen Keller to the haters saying What? What? What?

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