Ghetto Queen
She wears her crown way above others
Tattoo on her titty like her mothers
Short skirt around the legs du rang around the hair do
Gossip as the conversation and the will to know where when and who
Who it is that does such things
Each finger built to sport the rings
Homemade brass knuckles she calls them
She lets her daughter walk around so slim
From her face to her hip
She seduces you, you give her a little money, she’ll throw you a little dip
No queens could match her beauty though the daughters a Hood Rat
They cling to the queen B but the rat makes them known to scat
Loud
Voice heard over twenty in the crowd
Show off
Censors everything she haves with a cloth
Bracelets come in colors assorted from plastic
Dresses hoeish but still pursues as fantastic
Long stilettos
Got the fame the name and the medals
All in one what I mean
GHETTO QUEEN
