Ghetto Queen Lyrics - Rich Boy

[Intro: Chorus] 

So want you ride with me, my ghetto queen 

You're all that I need 

Cause she my ghetto queen, I give her what she need 

Money ain't a thing, she stay down like a G [x2] 

[Chorus: Lloyd] 

Girl I done been around the globe and you the realest lil'lady I know 

Don't wanna ever let you go - cause oh 

Everytime I call you be there for me 

Baby girl I love you by my side 

So anything you need, that means you got me 

So just my ghetto queen gon' take that ride 

[Verse 1: Trae] 

Look here lil'momma I'm gangsta 

Prolly nothin like you done delt with on the day to day 

Some say that I'm a star, but in the hood I'm better known as Trae 

I'm from around the way - where not too many make it out 

And even if I did it's in my blood I'll never take it out 

You say you got a man but I ain't tryna take his spot 

I'm tryna be ya partna while I'm late night flippin on the block 

So we can post up on this glass, tippin the Chevrolet 

And get it, how we get it, then I'm gettin right back out ya way 

I'm in my zone so all that drama you can leave at home 

Ya man can lock you down, but me ain't nothin - rollin stone 

And if you wanna chill tell his ass to leave you alone 

Cause if he run up on me, I'm a run my fist upside his dome 

Understand when I say I'm grown, and on that other shit 

I'm tryna make a team but I ain't feelin all that lover shit 

I'm tryna hit the lights and take it to you on that rubber shit 

And keep it G, and leave it on that undercover shit 

[Chorus: Lloyd] 

[Verse 2: Rich Boy] 

Ay lay back with me, feel free lil'momma 

We can go the Bahamas in the summer 

Lookin for the fat[? ], fuck the dumb hoes 

And know that you'll ride with me baby fuck the po - po's 

No pressure I ain't gotta test ya 

I can leave you in my house with a hundred thousand on the dresser 

Me and you - my beautiful bitch, so glamorous 

So bad niggas pullin out they cameras 

Together baby the world can't handle us 

Hoes can't compete, no challengers 

Summer time, we float on the boat 

While I sip a lil'lean, and you puff a lil'smoke 

I'm married to my money, but you could be my honey 

The groupie bitches dump me - but I know that you love me 

So on that note you can take this 

Me and you be shinin harder then them diamonds on my wrist, M.O.B! 

[Chorus: Lloyd] 

[Verse 3: Rich Boy] 

We can ride in my drop and spend some money on some Fendi 

You never ask what type of gold diggers try to get me 

Them hoes are silly, but I pass 'em in the Hemi 

If a mothafucker touch you - I'm a hit 'em with that semi 

You down like my nigga, so you know I got yo'back 

Anybody put they hands on you, I'm a lay 'em flat 

So spread ya wings baby come on let's fly 

I'm down with my lady till the day that I die 

[Verse 4: Trae] 

Say lil'momma what you waitin on - actin like you don't know no better 

You say you tired of that shit, then roll with me and it's whatever 

When in the presence of a gangsta don't worry I got ya 

And fuck the stress, give me a sec - I'm a get that up out ya 

So get ya spot I'm on the grind right now 

I'm prolly less then two seconds away from shine right now 

You can post up and be the bitch I'm tryna find right now 

And if you can't see that I'm tha truth baby you blind right now, Yeah 

[Chorus: Till End]