Ghetto Lovin - Ang3lina

Verse 1Jimmy shoes, slim fit jeansFlashy rides tebinkolela noByolina ebikwewanisa byapa kubanaga ebyo bigwao Njagala mukwano gwa dala Oyogela money nze nonya honey eeeeMe not about di duty love Me want a man fi prove himself him real and special ChorusMe na do ghetto luvin, I don’t want ur money, your carsOr saying that you own all thatMe na do ghetto luvinEbintu ebye kiyaaye, BitwaaleMe na do ghetto luvin, If you want me you don’t have to put on a showMe na do ghetto luvin Ghetto luvin, me na do ghetto luvin (Ghetto luvin me na do ghetto luvin Ghetto luvin me na do ghetto luvin)Verse 2You think you gat it,No you ain't got it Beemer Benz and Bentley mean nothing to my mama Ebyamalala nokwelaga nzeebyo tembi zimba I’m not tryna change u but that ain't love Don’t you ever call this a relationship Mr wanna marry me but yet you cheatYou gat di looks but not enough dedicationI wanna man that I can show out to the nationChorusBridgeAnd If you wanna call me yo ladyCut the BS, better not waste my time If wanted I would roll with the bad boys Its not the money (money)I don’t want it (want it)All I want (want)Is your luvin (luvin)So cut dat ghetto (ghetto)Luvin (luvin) Cos baby…Chorus