She wore a Miles Davis t-shirt
And she danced the OG samba
A barely legal hoochie, so innocent and modest
You're going to know her when you see her, man
Because she's a ghetto heaven goddess
Uh, yeah, she my ghetto queen
And once she's got it in for you man, you don't stand a chance
She's sink her nails down into you with every girlish glance
She's a cover girl for power, seduction and romance
Uh, yeah, she my ghetto queen
[Chorus]
Ghetto [x8]
She my ghetto queen, she my my ghetto queen