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• Artiste: Cheryl Cole
• Titre: Ghetto Baby
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You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold Pumping gas at the Taxaco, road's a road You're on the run, oh baby, yeah You're on the run, oh baby I'm not a trick boy, I'm a trick for you You give me butterflies, heart's skipping one, two I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo Brooklyn move my sole/soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over Ghetto baby (He said show him what you got girl) Come on over Ghetto baby (Drop it like is hot, gurl) I know your lips say that you wanna But your hearts a no But boy your hips say that you're gonna When you hold me hold me, you're fun But baby you, you are so much fun, but baby My local rock star, the really bigcrew I feeling you boy, you're liking me too I'm clockin' chicks left and right just to get to you You're out there on the grind Now come home to your queen, boo Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Brooklyn move my sole/soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over Ghetto baby (He said show him what you got girl) Come on over Ghetto baby (Drop it like is hot, gurl) Brooklyn move my sole/soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over Ghetto baby (He said show him what you got girl) Come on over Ghetto baby (Drop it like is hot, gurl) It's a match made in Heaven If they're gonna talk, let 'em If they don't think we're good together, Baby just forget 'em When he's bad, he's bad But when he's good no one's better But a match made in heaven And this is kind of love's forever Brooklyn move my sole/soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over Ghetto baby (He said show him what you got girl) Come on over Ghetto baby (Drop it like is hot, gurl) Brooklyn move my sole/soul like this Kissing my stilettos Move your mouth up to my lips Come on over Ghetto baby (He said show him what you got girl) Come on over ghetto baby (Drop it like is hot girl). (Grazie a martina per questo testo)