Upper Cla** Music Studios, Atlanta, GA - Ghetto (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti] She got a Bugatti body, yeah she a beast in the streets She from the projects, the hood, you know same spot as me I told her "We already rich, shawty, I need a freak" Do some secrets to you, if you do some secrets to me I won't tell nobody, remind me of Yaris Beat it up in that foreign, shawty ride with a real n***a Faded V-12 on the arm, ex-boyfriend won't leave her alone She ain't livin' in the past, tryna move it on, text me one day when me alone Same house I was trappin' at, same house I was stashin' in In the front room on the couch, tryna knock her back in Makin' love on the dope money, she in love with a dope boy And she ain't worried 'bout them other hoes, old boy Mike got one Don't be ashamed of the projects shawty, let 'em know you a project shawty Peace to the puss and never to the shh, them other hoes can't buy that shawty I'm from the ghetto, doors on the Lam' say hello Ass in the pan like jello, lookin' real real good in them stilettos, but she still ghetto [Verse 2: August Alsina] I love the way you keep them heels on Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long Show them tattoos when you switch it up with your J's on And you got an a** so fat that I can't help but to feel on and you keep it real When it comes to having s**, girl you don't ever flex Long as I f** you good, you ain't worried 'bout what's next That's why I keep you here, you ain't like them other hoes 'Cause you the f**ing best, just in case you didn't know [Pre-Hook: August Alsina] 'Cause you ain't got a half a million dollar condo And you ain't got a hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are [Hook: August Alsina] 'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto Girl, you're the type I like, that's why I keep you right you out the ghetto Love 'em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know You out the ghetto, better let 'em know You from the ghetto, better let 'em know Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O [Verse 3: August Alsina] You hold it down and you never let them haters come around Girl, that's why I keep you on speed dial Just in case some sh** get bad Keep that ratchet in your bag and a little cash Just in case I need you If they lock me down I know I'd see you, that's without a doubt I know you understand how it go but you're down for the ride That's why I still keep you by my side [Pre-Hook: August Alsina] 'Cause you ain't got a half a million dollar condo And you ain't got a hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body, trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are [Hook: August Alsina] 'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto Girl, you're the type I like, that's why I keep you right you out the ghetto Love 'em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show, baby, gon' and let them know You out the ghetto, better let 'em know You from the ghetto, better let 'em know Girl, you are the ghetto, better let 'em know Better let 'em know, you out that G-H-E-T-T-O