Colorful wraps, stocking caps
Durags for the fade
Seasick with the waves
Satin whatever for the braids
Locs and cornrows, curls and afros
Look at how our hair grows
More bounce to the ounce
Gravity denounced
Shrinkage wild, hold a style
Good hair, all around
Strands of gold, did you know
Natural crown, wear it bold
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Gold chain, gold hoops
It comes from Africa
Getting back to the roots
Ankara, Bogolan, Kente
Steppin' outside
Representing for the A
Black eyed peas, coffee beans
Yams and okra
More seasoning please
Rock and roll
Blues and soul, Hip-Hop, Tango
Capoeira, Mapouka
Tap and Jazz, Ooo lala
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Made from the sand
Of the Motherland
Washed in the Nile
With my father's hand
Like Mansa Musa I'm so grand
Fight like Shaka and Nzinga
Educated in Kemet that's Egypt
Influential nomad I'm a Berber
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
G-H-E-T-T-O
Don't let them tell you no
(No, ghetto)
Africa in our soul
(Africa in our soul)
Watch how our culture glows
(Go head watch it glow)
Yeah, the New Africa
C.Nichole - Ghetto Lyrics
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Colorful wraps, stocking caps
Durags for the fade
Seasick with the waves
Satin whatever for the braids
Locs and cornrows, curls and afros
Look at how our hair grows
More bounce to the ounce
Gravity denounced
Shrinkage wild, hold a style
Good hair, all around
Strands of gold, did you know
Natural crown, wear it bold
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Gold chain, gold hoops
It comes from Africa
Getting back to the roots
Ankara, Bogolan, Kente
Steppin' outside
Representing for the A
Black eyed peas, coffee beans
Yams and okra
More seasoning please
Rock and roll
Blues and soul, Hip-Hop, Tango
Capoeira, Mapouka
Tap and Jazz, Ooo lala
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Made from the sand
Of the Motherland
Washed in the Nile
With my father's hand
Like Mansa Musa I'm so grand
Fight like Shaka and Nzinga
Educated in Kemet that's Egypt
Influential nomad I'm a Berber
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
G-H-E-T-T-O
Don't let them tell you no
(No, ghetto)
Africa in our soul
(Africa in our soul)
Watch how our culture glows
(Go head watch it glow)
Yeah, the New Africa
Durags for the fade
Seasick with the waves
Satin whatever for the braids
Locs and cornrows, curls and afros
Look at how our hair grows
More bounce to the ounce
Gravity denounced
Shrinkage wild, hold a style
Good hair, all around
Strands of gold, did you know
Natural crown, wear it bold
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Gold chain, gold hoops
It comes from Africa
Getting back to the roots
Ankara, Bogolan, Kente
Steppin' outside
Representing for the A
Black eyed peas, coffee beans
Yams and okra
More seasoning please
Rock and roll
Blues and soul, Hip-Hop, Tango
Capoeira, Mapouka
Tap and Jazz, Ooo lala
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it's not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it's trendy aye
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Made from the sand
Of the Motherland
Washed in the Nile
With my father's hand
Like Mansa Musa I'm so grand
Fight like Shaka and Nzinga
Educated in Kemet that's Egypt
Influential nomad I'm a Berber
No one can tell you
What you're supposed to be
It's in our culture it's our
Ancestry
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
Don't let 'em tell
You it's ghetto no no
G-H-E-T-T-O
Don't let them tell you no
(No, ghetto)
Africa in our soul
(Africa in our soul)
Watch how our culture glows
(Go head watch it glow)
Yeah, the New Africa
Writer: ROGER TROUTMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave