Anu Pillai - Ghetto Baby lyrics

[Verse 1] You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold Been pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road You're on the run, oh, baby, yeah You're on the run, oh, baby I'm not a trick, but I'm a trick for you You give me bu*terflies; heart's skipping one, two I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo [Chorus] Brooklyn, move my soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over, ghetto baby (He said, "show me what you got, girl") Come on over, ghetto baby ("Drop it like it's hot, girl") [Verse 2] I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no But boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me You're so fun, b-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby My local rock star, the Willy B. crew I'm feeling you, boy, you likin' me too I'm clockin' chicks left and right just to get to you You're out there on the grind Now come home to your queen, boo [Chorus x2] [Bridge] We're a match made in Heaven If they're gonna talk, let 'em If they don't think we're good together, baby just forget 'em When he's bad, he's bad But when he's good, no one's better Cause we're a match made in Heaven And this kind of love's forever [Chorus x2]