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Yeah let me holla at you real quick

I'mma bring y'al back to the good ol' good ol days

Ya feel me?

Some of that...



Good ol, good ol, good old ghetto, good ol

Good ol, good ol ghetto

Good ol, good ol ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Good ol...heh



I told my man I'm having a barbecue

So grab some folks and won't you slide right through

He brought this shorty that I used to know

It brought me back to when I was in school

She said Usher where have you been?

We used to kick it every now and then

Remember when I used to call your phone

Tell you come on cause my mother's gone

How about them times I had to throw

A rock at your window

To let you know to come downstairs

And open the door

And after that baby it was on fa'sure



Honey got my head spinnin' around for real

Cause I'm thinking 'bout how good you used to feel

And I got a girl now and I don't get down like this, huh

But I must admit I'm tempted and startin' to reminisce, cause



Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto



Now she's asking me to take her

On a tour of my house so we can catch up

For all the time lost since I blew up

And became the man that drops his pants

And every girl around the world is dying to love

Break the beat down

Let me tell you what I'm talking about

If you're not carefull it'll turn you out

It's that way she used to go

When you want it nice and slow

Even though you can't

The memory will make you want some mo'

She used to understand me

Touch me, hold me, taught me how to be a man

She used to kiss me all them things she used to show me

Damn I wish that I could do it again



Honey got my head spinnin' around for real

Cause I'm thinking 'bout how good you used to feel

But I got a girl now and yo she's right upstairs

But I must admit I'm tempted and startin' to not care, cause...



Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto



Never had somebody that's as bad

Somebody with a whole lot of body

That'll choose, make you wanna leave the one you with

Cause you know how good it is

Not a prissy, lil' missy baby, talk that slang

I used to love how she kissed me when she popped that thang

She was a friend of the fam

Hot without the glam, not

When I be trippin'

She didn't really give a damn, stop

It's what I need to do

Cause I know what's this is leading to

If I keep on thinkin' bout that back

I'mma be right back in it cause yo



Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo

Ain't nothing like some good ol' ghetto