Domino Lyrics
"Ghetto Jam"
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[Chorus]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
Saturday morning just gettin up
With a hangover smellin like a fuck
I really can't remember cause I'm still kinda faded
so I close my eyes and thank God that i made it
Now I'm gettin flashbacks of some O.J.
With a green glass that says Tanqueray
Took it to the hand gulped it down with the quickness
Now I need a bitch so i can handle my business
What do you know, a freak's in my reach
threw her on the flo, suckin in her deep
She's screamin and she's screamin and she's screamin
Gettin hoar-uss (hoarse), but then I busted a nut, and that was that
so kick the chorus
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
My homies are down, chillin in the hood
Nuthin my bitches, but they ain't no good
to another man well she might be some good cat
But the homies in the hood label her as a hood rat
She's scared to love
So those with game can fuck
And ooh, she'll pound yo ass real fast, if you're quick to nut
But when you're in that thing
She'll make that nigga si-ng
Dub-um-dwey Dub-um-dwey, Dub-um-dwey
But you don't hear me doe
Ain't nuthin wrong with being a Trojan man, when ya ridin'
So let's kick the chorus please if ya like it
[Chorus]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
My homey's clownin in his doped yellow chevy
Too O.D.'ed to be dropped
Kenwood's kickin that funk in the trunk
Clean with the rag on top, yeah
Rollin down the store, guess what we saw, some bitches
The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowing kisses
So I approached the freak of the week
And I played it like a game of blackjack
And for all that ass that she toted around
Well I offered a backpack
And since I'm a mack
Well you know how the story goes
So all ya hoes and they bros here we go
[Chorus][X3]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady-d-e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
Saturday morning just gettin up
With a hangover smellin like a fuck
I really can't remember cause I'm still kinda faded
so I close my eyes and thank God that i made it
Now I'm gettin flashbacks of some O.J.
With a green glass that says Tanqueray
Took it to the hand gulped it down with the quickness
Now I need a bitch so i can handle my business
What do you know, a freak's in my reach
threw her on the flo, suckin in her deep
She's screamin and she's screamin and she's screamin
Gettin hoar-uss (hoarse), but then I busted a nut, and that was that
so kick the chorus
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
My homies are down, chillin in the hood
Nuthin my bitches, but they ain't no good
to another man well she might be some good cat
But the homies in the hood label her as a hood rat
She's scared to love
So those with game can fuck
And ooh, she'll pound yo ass real fast, if you're quick to nut
But when you're in that thing
She'll make that nigga si-ng
Dub-um-dwey Dub-um-dwey, Dub-um-dwey
But you don't hear me doe
Ain't nuthin wrong with being a Trojan man, when ya ridin'
So let's kick the chorus please if ya like it
[Chorus]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e
[Verse]
My homey's clownin in his doped yellow chevy
Too O.D.'ed to be dropped
Kenwood's kickin that funk in the trunk
Clean with the rag on top, yeah
Rollin down the store, guess what we saw, some bitches
The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowing kisses
So I approached the freak of the week
And I played it like a game of blackjack
And for all that ass that she toted around
Well I offered a backpack
And since I'm a mack
Well you know how the story goes
So all ya hoes and they bros here we go
[Chorus][X3]
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho-re-eus (chorus)
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya booty-ay-yays (bootys)
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady-d-e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me-e