Love Child

In the world, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Running wild, love child, heart of gold, but God made her
Later on, he threw away the mold
20 years old, petite, sweet, physique tight
Light skin, Nubian, with the look of innocence
Not soul, she roll with her, don't give a fuck for steep
Fucking more than ten niggas at a time in a week
For dope clothes and car rides
No surprise, soon to have a name added to the hookah archives

Mesmerized from fast life scheming on wives
All a nigga gotta do is show bankroll
The test between them badass styles
In the city life she admire
Gross and cheese while you and her could transpire
Rocked jewels, having a style, rolled an excel
That's all you need if you want the love child

Girl is on you, so take a look around
Your love, your love wherever with the ones to pull you down
(It's on you, so take a look around)
(Your love, your love, wherever with ones to pull you down)

Shorty white mold poppin'
Gettin' drunk, jaws droppin'
Passed around like thugs brick hoppin'
Hoppin' in cars with neighborhood stars

Fast life catchin' up, leavin' permanent scars
Reserving a trip to the mall
Grow a dog in it, time's limited
Never knowin' the ways of intimacy
Shot her Hennessy, two or three or four she gone
Leave-it-alone money, I'm giving you warning
I know her she ho-hopping
In all boroughs, the outside is thorough
But inside she rotten, by digging in the crate

Niggas got her figured, we all know her
Gifted game who strike you like a boa
There's no such thing as anti-venom for AIDS
Whoever snuck her looked for an early grave
It's wild, right? You trust a big butt and a smile
'Cause every inner city has a ghetto love child

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh



Credits
Writer(s): R. Dean Taylor, Pamela Joan Sawyer, Frank Edward Wilson, Deke Richards
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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