What It Ain't (Ghetto Enuff) (feat. TLC)

Lyrics

(Virtual Vicky)
 Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
 To a game of ghetto laser tag
 When they say 'What it is'
 You scream 'What it ain't'
 (Left Eye) (Big Gipp)
 (Battle zone, Goodie)
 1999 (Yeah)
 TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
 The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
 (What'cha wanna do with it?)
 What it is, what it ain't
 (What?)
 Either you bring it
 (We gon' bring it)
 Or you can't
 Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there
 (Sometimes)
 But we get by
 (Well what'cha wanna do with it)
 One day at a time
 (T-Boz)
 Stuck on me at waffle house
 After 1: 12, when I go out
 Where do you hang?
 Or do you slang?
 Or wear a chain?
 Wear platinum rings?
 I still maintain my ghetto siren
 Keep my pride
 Get in my ride
 Twenty-inch rims
 I sport a brim
 And when my girls
 Go to the mall
 Around the world
 And keep the change
 The finest things
 We still remain so ooh
 (Chili)
 You don't even look from across the room
 You don't know enough about this world to
 Ever get it on with me
 Or hang out where I do
 You don't even look from across the floor
 You don't have game enough any more
 Come up on a girl like me
 And that's not a possibility cause
 (T-Mo)
 You big plastic girl
 I'mma big boss man
 I like old model cars and big sedans
 You like two doors
 Frontin' their clothes and Rolls
 Or sit on the porch sip something real cold
 I like the nine when you up and not O's
 I do suits while you prefer the lows
 Tonight I'mma choose cause you already chose
 Grown for the business and I run to flow
 (TLC)
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 (Cee-lo)
 Check it baby
 So ghetto like hot fries
 I come from Melvin and resemble
 Twenty-twenty with his blood shot eyes, got 32 loads
 Went from two O's to 32 loads
 Which is enough to buy a Roll
 But nobody knows
 Stay in my place
 Keep my diamonds out of your face
 You wanna be with this player
 You got play at my pace
 I'm slow but I can still come over there from where you're from
 If you want some bullshit you better buy you some
 (Chili)
 You don't even look from across the room
 You don't know enough about this world to
 Ever get it on with me
 Or hang out where I do
 You don't even look from across the floor
 You don't have game enough any more
 Come up on a girl like me
 And that's not a possibility cause
 (Khujo)
 Shorty with your booty showin'
 Shorty with your gold teeth
 Shorty with your long nails
 Shorty with your fake hair
 Shorty got the attitude all up in the news
 To represent the Nineties girl
 Doing it oh I need to
 I got the back you got the front
 That's how we do up in the woods
 With the bump on the log, ain't no scrubs over here
 I'mma ghetto millionaire, can you see me in the clear?
 I'mma keep on serving 'em like I'm supposed to baby
 (TLC)
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 1 - (Goodie)(TLC)
 What it is
 (What it ain't)
 What it is
 (What it ain't)
 Repeat 1 (7x)
 (Left Eye)(Big Gipp)
 Uh-huh, yeah, what?
 Don't be suffocating my pockets
 While I'm recitating these topics
 Like where your g's, where your loot?
 And you lookin' real dumb when you get the boot
 What it is?
 My road to me come from some of the hardest of streets
 We custom navigate to the club
 With some of the hardest of beats
 What it ain't
 Is you sleeping with all the shit I've been through?
 Cause I'mma keep doing all the things that I gots to do
 (I'm ghetto) Uh dammit I'll put your ass to work
 (I'm ghetto) Comb your nappy hair till it hurts
 (Big Gipp)
 Oh what I'm saying
 Stop using the rope take 'em real off these streets
 Or you might hurt your throat
 You know you ghetto
 When you don't show up at court
 For not paying your child support
 Are you too bossier for me?
 You act like you too good to eat
 At Church's, Popeye's, and Arby's
 I shop at Walter's Bright Creek
 In a mall with Steve and Deke
 I hang out at Bankhead
 You prefer Buckhead
 Your favorite color is hot pink
 I love that gangsta red
 (TLC)
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
 And you ain't hot enough for me
 And you ain't fly enough for me
 And you're too tight with your money
 Repeat 1 (4x)
 (Big Gipp)
 We'll stop here
 *Laughs*
 Yeah, I lost one

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Song Details

Duration
05:09
Key
2
Tempo
95 BPM

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