Tlc - Ghetto Love lyrics

Da Brat & T-Boz

(appears on the unedited version of Anuthatantrum & Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum)

I had some problems

And no one could seem to solve them

But you had the answer

You told me to take a chance

And learn the ways of love my baby

And all that it has to offer

In time you will see that love won't let you down

Ohh all my love baby

Hey nigga ain't shit gon' ever change

Between you and your boo

Put a hold on me ever since I held you

What compelled you to be my nigga

Besides passion and lust

You ran up on a real bitch with understanding and trust

Fuck the others none of them compare to us

And under covers you my muthafucka nigga

When you stickin' my stuff

You laid pipe unlike any other plumber

Took me shoppin' all day and at night you kept me cummin'

Made dinner collard greens candied yams and steak

Taught me how to measure grams cook rocks and chop weight

Caught a case cuz you're boy ran his mouth too much

And it's a disgrace how the pain felt to miss your touch

But as the days keep passin' keep it laughin' with stacks of letters

Hit you so you don't forget us

When you'd rather not be livin' in the cella

Hella muthafuckas want your occupation

But they can keep pacin' cuz I'ma be waitin' on my baby

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And all this love is waiting for you

My baby sweet darlin'

And all this love is waiting for you

Don't worry about a thing nigga stay down

As long as you can hang I'ma be around

Ran into your boy had heard he'd spread the word

That you was soft braggin' he collecting your cheese

And pissing me the fuck off

The first thought of committing a felony never left

I missed the big breaths you took when we was puffin' the L

Just the little things you do with the bigger ones I

Saw better SL 500's colorful Gucci sweaters and leathers

Diamond letters feel you boo cuz I saved the sugar for you

Keep the business runnin' droppin' off keys in Cancun

Cash rules and you remain to be the king of my throne

Position taken flippin' calendar pages till you get home

Wanna blast your boy for snatchin' up my happiness

But I regret what'll happen to this dollar foundation

If I'm incarcerated too

You can make it through rebel on the jealous

Who tell us the opposite of that

Forever you and Brat

I tried to take the blame but you preferred to handle my fame

So I'm waitin' with open arms to rekindle the flame

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