ghetto+luv

Ghetto love

Boy our love dies hard with out thinking twice screw the good girls made of spice and sugar we bad girls are made of vodka and ice. Boy you will not play games on me so go play her. One minute out love is everlasting, next we hate each other with a passion. Some where some how a Christian is fasting, for us to love again with a passion. Our ghetto ways and thoughts collide each day.You call it tough love and I call it bull !!! but we always make up along the way. Negro please what trick are you trying to pull like I was saying love dies hard... so die!! who am I playing if you do ill cry