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Ghetto Girl
Most men,
Need a girl like me,
To help them,
Indulge in their,
Fantasies,
Yeah they need me,
The sista',
With the braids,
With a background,
Behind me,
No man can tame,
I'm not into,
Materials,
I wasn't raised that way,
Taught to embrace,
The simple,
Only live for the day,
I am what,
Real men desire,
Because in me,
They can see,
The ambitious fire,
I'm a black beauty,
Full of passion,
And grit,
But I ain't neva been the chick,
To stand for no spit,
I didn't grow up,
In no Beverly Hills,
I grew up in a place,
That no child should live,
Like I said before,
Most men need me,
And they won't be able,
To let go,
I am the one they want,
That chick from the Ghetto.
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