Lute, Ari Lennox, Blakk Soul – Ghetto Love Lyrics

Lute Ghetto Love Lyrics, Ghetto Love Lyrics by Lute ft Ari Lennox Blakk Soul

Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
[?] when you can slide [?]
[?] drinkin’ good weed
Ratchet love and that’s a good call
Can [?] you a meal [?]
Make you feel like a king inside the [?] walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call

I’ll take a woman over two bad bitches on God
But I still cash out forty dollars if you don’t take card
The ratchet more better, the key to my heart
I need a girl that’s named after a car
‘Cause I can’t afford a Mercedes
But I can go half on a baby and name her Alexis
Baby girl, you a blessing
If God was a woman [sundress?] give a nigga hill on heaven
Hop in a whip, spaceships gon’ dip like the Jetsons
Shorty sweet like a honeysuckle she don’t fuck with suckers so I’m just her type
Do it right, she gon’ do you good if you play your cards, nigga, times is hard, I need to lay my head
On your shoulder or between your legs
Talk is cheap so I’m sayin’ less
I ain’t gotta impress ’cause she know I’m real
We could fuck, we could chill
We could woodgrain, grip the wheel
We could love, we could chill
Ghetto love is how I feel
Need me a bitch that can grip the steel

Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
[?] when you can slide [?]
[?] drinkin’ good weed
Ratchet love and that’s a good call
Can [?] you a meal [?]
Make you feel like a king inside the [?] walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call

I’m tellin’ you “nah I ain’t perfect”
My imperfections ain’t confessions
But baby tell me is it worth it
’cause girl [?]
I mean I got eggplant if you vegan
[?] sweet too ’cause [?]
And lately baby you’ve been teasin’ you playin’ too much
Or maybe I’m sayin’ too much
So maybe we ain’t sayin’ enough, shit

What’s understood love don’t love me like it should some days
It’s all good ’cause I know a nigga stuck in his ways
You see, love to watch you walk but hate to see you go
And I don’t like the rush so we can take it slow

She wearin’ blue nails like it’s Crip set
[?] finger no Dipset
Drop that thing down, flip it, reverse it
When she walk the [?] feel like it’s cursive
I need a real bitch on some real shit
Split some kids with on some real shit
(I need a real bitch on some real shit
Split some kids with on some real shit)

Ghetto love and that’s what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that’s my speed (My speed)
[?] when you can slide [?]
[?] drinkin’ good weed
Ratchet love and that’s a good call
Can [?] you a meal [?]
Make you feel like a king inside the [?] walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that’s a good call, a good call

So I say all [?]
Fuck all that shit, bruh
Gold Mouf