Tori Kelly ☆ 10. Funny (Live)

Ghetto Queen (featuring Crucial Conflict)

Crucial conflict, come out and play-come on
Crucial Conflict, Kelly and Rockland, collabo

Verse 1
Funny faces is all I see,
At my place you on top of me
Playin strip poker, sippin
Cristi’ I grip your shoulders, you squeeze the sheets
I’m admirin your heart shaped booty
Nothin in your oven, baby feed me, now
Who’s is this (6x)
My ghetto queen

Chorus
You’re my ghetto queen
Right around the way from me
When we’re in those ghetto trees
We be high just like them weeds

Verse 2
Might be ghetto but you queen to me
that’s how it’s supposed to be
Do whatcha gotta do for me forever fulfill your fantasy
When you think of have your cream
Everything my team must do one thing
Your the meanest queen on the scene
Make a player a fiend and be havin dreams, for real,
it’s real as it seems
You bring the trees I’ll bring the b’s
Begin to freeze on to me, you can scream to please
Plus I’m ready now, take a stand, got me on Rockland
I can be your freaky man, you can climb and suck a 10
Want some ends?
You outta here No more funny face, put you in your place
Come be the dinner I’m a bring a plate
She’s my ghetto girl in her own world, she’s a queen
Queen of all things for that I mean
she’s Spring Personality rings bells in my dreams
Night to dawn light, spread tight, let’s swing
Grip it in motion, wet coastin’,
with a little bit of ridin’ rough
Up and down we stroke strokin’, puttin’ things in her pockets
is fat But watch her stay cool, calm and collective,
flexin, check it
Never was on that stressin’
‘Cause she bring that hay for the day what a blessin’
Right around the way for me
This ghetto queen got up with a king,
keep it clean and it essence

Chorus

Where the players live
Have to deal with the macks like the traps in the concrete
jungle Life’s a safari in the mornin’, huntin
In effect your pulse beatin’ like bongos
We be like this, gettin’ high Ghetto queen you look so
delightin’ Heard your body callin’, callin’ me baby
tellin’ me to rodeo ride it
Don’t fall off, hold on, get roll on, step aside,
hugged her back
She swore she wouldn’t to me, need your loyalty
Your makin’ me wantin’ to snap
I know your man is mad as hell
‘Cause it to a player and I did it well
And I added one more for the road,
to let ’em know Kilo weigh heavy on the scale, mmm
Dedicated to my ghetto queens in jeans that think
they’re mean I’ll massage you with whip cream
I wanna spread your legs and said you were my lady
Down with me, clown with me, fall to the ground with me
Lovin’ how you sound when we get ’em off
Carry on to the dawn, give a dog a bone (lick ’em low)
Rodeo show, duckin’, you buckin’ in the back of a Cadillac
Tell me if you want it like that (let’s bang)
Got me tweakin’, Mary Jane, it’s a hay thang
Me and you everday keep it high like flames (your game)
What’s my name?
What’s my name?
It’s Wild style from the Chitown no shame
Me and my ghetto queen comin’ up the main
Switchin’ four lanes, to the airplane
Sky high we fly when we roll by
On the down low doin’ my thang, man