Ghetto Supastar — текст песни (Pras f Free, The Product)

{ } = Pras
( ) = Girl
< > = Both of them together
[ ] = Product or Product member

{When the time is right in the heat of the night, right? Right?}
[So baby, what you wanna do?]
(When you got the buzz and you feelin` the high, right? Uhh.)
[So baby, what you wanna do?]
{When you standin` in line and your credit decline, yeah ... uhh}
[So baby, what you wanna do?]
(When you didn`t do the crime but you`re doin` the time, uhh.)
[So baby, what you wanna do-oo-oo-oo?]
{Yeah. Yeah, yeah.}
[Wanna do, yeah eh ehhh ehh ehh, yeah ehh ehhh]


Verse 1: Pras
Yo, yo, yo, yo, once again she`s back again
Wonderin` when she gonna find life again
Makin` runs, stackin` ones, workin`-class citizen,
Chosen one of Babylon
Touched for the first time like a virgin {Uh huh}
Rap`s origin, blast outta Eden {Yeah}
Love the way the snake skin wrap around her bared skin
Sex on the beach, sippin` on juice and gin
Repent just to sin again, it`s that yin-yang news bulletin
Stuck with being fool ???
Like I imagine I`ma sound like a Gatlin
Gettin` rowdy with my crew down in Brooklyn
Drinkin` Ginseng, not to mention, where`s my hooligan
Who find them cats like Benjamin Franklin
Shorty perfect 12 on a scale 1 to 10
Whatever, whenever, you can see me like when, yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh...

(When you`re dead broke, and you can`t pay the bills,
uhh, yeah, so what you wanna do? Uhh, yeah)
[So baby, what you wanna do?]
{When you feelin` horny and you need a cheap thrill. Yeah.}
[So baby, what you wanna do-oo-oo-oo?]

[Wanna do, yeah eh ehhh ehh ehh, yeah ehh ehhh]
{Yeah. Uhh. Right? C`mon. Feel it.}

Verse 2: Free
What you gon` do? Uhh, yeah, yeah ...
See, all I wanna do is make love on the beach
And grab all the things that seem out of my reach {M-hmm}
I never had nothin` so there ain`t shhh to lose {Uhhh}
I refuse to snooze in these Hill Street Blues {Word}
It`s a full time thing, just tryin` to maintain
Even little city girls go insane {Stop it.}
Sometimes I wish I could press rewind
When the life I live don`t seem to be mine
If I could fly away, Free be long gone
You couldn`t pin me down with your zoom lens on
I stay macked out, blacked out, stacked out
Cats outta order, y`all get smacked out
Uhh, nobody moves and nobody gets hurt
Nobody interferes when I`m doin` my work
Pullin` my skirt, that`s a full court violation
Y`all better get ready for the full annihilation
{Uhh.} [Uhhhhh, oh yeah]

{When you think you got a shorty but she`s sleepin` with your best friend,
yeah, yeah, yeah}
[So baby, what you wanna do?]
(When your man is doin` well, but he lackin` dividends, yeah, uhh, mmm)
[So baby, what you wanna do-oo-oo-oo?]
(What you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?)
[Wanna do, yeah eh ehhh ehh ehh, yeah ehh ehhh]
(Right. Right. Uhh, uhh, right)
[To all the people, light your candles, strugglin` and hustlin` your way,
So, this shout out goes to all of the people bein` in every day, day,
dayyyy.]
{Yeah, yo, yeah, yo ...} [Wave `em from side to side.]

Verse 3: Pras
Hey yo, I wanna be in the back of the club, just rub-a-dubblin`
While these fake cats be champagne bubblin`
Who you lovin`, who you huggin` in your time of strugglin`?
Two to three job is hard to keep jugglin`
Monopoly of hard times, all I got is hard rhymes
When I make it out, baby, I`ma keep you in mind
Can`t stop the shine, can`t claim what`s mine
Comin` up, yeah, I`m in my prime
Ready to get this party started
Cut this track with diamonds, yeah I`m cold hearted
A bloodhound, leavin` you punks dumbfounded, what now?
You done F`d up now, wha` what? Look around
If anyone asks, I say it`s crime related
Them cats forgot to learn the Ten Crack Commandments
Passin` judgement when you came from the basement
So if you say we hot, it`s just an understatement

(When you in love with yo` man but y`all can`t get along, uhh, yeah, yeah)