"Not Too Ghetto" lyrics

Whoo
Yeah
This grown folks music
Shit, I ain't even grown

Make you wanna say ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Say ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah bah)
Feels so good don't you agree, uh

I see you standing there
So fly from skin to hair
Like you don't want nobody close to you, uh
Maybe I'm not your style
Too street or just to wild
But let me show you what a thug can do

So if I'm not too ghetto for you
I'd like to get to know you
Ooh girl I really wanna grind with you
So if I'm not too ghetto for you
Got things I'd like to show you
Ooh girl I really wanna "aah" with you

I like the way you walk
Love when you dirty talk
Girl let me bring out the freak in you
I'll take you to my crib
Cook up some mac and ribs
Do things you never thought a thug could do, you don't, no no

You don't have to hide me from your peeps, your dad, your moms
I'll put on a suit, show up with flowers and fruit
So girl, don't you get in a panic
'Cause I can get romantic
But if something goes down
Trust me I can put it down, so

So if I'm not too ghetto for you
I'd like to get to know you
Ooh girl I really wanna grind with you
So if I'm not too ghetto for you
Got things I'd like to show you
Ooh girl I really wanna "aah" with you

So if I'm not too ghetto for you
I'd like to get to know you
Ooh girl I really wanna grind with you
So if I'm not too ghetto for you
Got things I'd like to show you
Ooh girl I really wanna "aah" with you

Come on let's dance
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Say ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Say ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah bah)
Say ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah)
Whoo hoo hoo ooh
(Ah boddy ah bah bah)
You don't have to hide me from

You don't have to hide me from your peeps, your dad, your moms
I'll put on a suit, show up with flowers and fruit
So girl, don't you get in a panic
'Cause I can get romantic
But if something goes down
Trust me I can put it down, so

So if I'm not too ghetto for you
I'd like to get to know you
Ooh girl I really wanna grind with you
So if I'm not too ghetto for you
Got things I'd like to show you
Ooh girl I really wanna "aah" with you

Uh
If my pants ain't sagging too low
If my ice ain't too heavy by the load
If my Timbs ain't tied too loose
If you don't like gin and juice
I can try to pop some Cristal baby
I can hop up in a suit then maybe
You can take me to the crib
Show me where you live
Let me in

If I'm not too ghetto
Said if I'm not too ghetto
If I'm not too ghetto
Whoa
Whoa