Ghetto Lyrics - A Change Is Gonna Come - Leela James

She's gettin' ghetto up in here 

She's gettin' ghetto up in here 

Whoa, whoa, whoa 

She be like, one Mississippi, two Mississippi, stop! 

Backed up, [Incomprehensible] roll then you drop 

Like I said before, he's my man 

What part of that conversation don't you understand? 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Boots don't come off, grease up my face, put you in your place 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

I didn't wanna scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta fall back now 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

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Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it's gonna get pretty 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Leave me alone and go on by the way 'stop blowing up his cellphone' 

When you had him, you mistreated him 

Now I found him and I'm feedin' him 

And he's happy, there's no drama 

So you can save those high notes for the opera 

'Cause I ain't givin' him up, I'm lovin' him up 

Me and him every night, drinkin' from the same cup 

They say you don't know a good thing 'til it's gone 

And now he landed in my arms 

She be like, one Mississippi two Mississippi stop 

Backed up, [Incomprehensible] roll, then you drop 

Like I said before, he's my man 

What part of that conversation don't you understand? 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

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Boots don't come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Didn't want to scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta fall back now 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it's gonna get pretty 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Leave me alone and go on by the way 'stop blowing up his cellphone 

Took advantage of his kindness 

Didn't appreciate his sweetness 

Now I'm present, you're the past 

Ain't my fault what y'all had didn't last 

'Cause I ain't givin' him up, I'm lovin' him up 

Me and him every night, drinkin' from the same cup 

They say you don't know a good thing 'til it's gone 

And now he landed in my arms 

I wanna kill the confusion 

(Girl, there ain't no confusion) 

I want you to know it's me he's lovin' 

(You know it's you I'm lovin', yeah) 

I'm even thinking about having his children 

So, I think you should find yourself a new boy 

'Cause this ship done sailed a long time ago 

Have you ever been in a party? 

Droppin' your sexy and bottles came flyin' in your direction? 

Turned around saw two kitty cats fightin'? 

Tried to play the good Samaritan, now your face is scratchin' 

They gettin' pretty, pretty, they gettin' girly, girly 

Someone call security 'bout to be an ally 

Stilettos comin' off, white tees commin' off 

When the cops shut it down half the party's in my loft 

One Mississippi two Mississippi stop 

Backed up, [Incomprehensible] roll, then you drop 

Like I said before, he's my man 

What part of that conversation don't you understand? 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Boots don't come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Didn't want to scrap, poppin' on the cap when ya gotta fall back now 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it's gonna get pretty 

(She's gonna get ghetto up in here) 

Leave me alone and go on by the way, 'stop blowing up his cellphone' 

Ya, listen it's the sound of Leela James with the Refugees 

Uh, uh, don't make me get ghetto 

(Trouble in here, leave 'em) 

I don't wanna get ghetto, no