Текст песни Fat Pat - Ghetto Dreams, слова песни Fat Pat

Текст песни Fat Pat - Ghetto Dreams

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Ghetto dreams babyThat`s what we talking bout..[Hook]Ghetto dreams, diamond ringsMoney hoes and clothes and all those, fancy things[Fat Pat]Money hoes, fancy clothesHeavy in the game, so I`m hot as coldFor paper, wake me up I think I`m dreamingBack in the game, I thought I`d never have these thingsBitches want a ring, Rolls and plenty greenBlack lacquer screens, three story dreamsHouse on a hill, fantasies are builtPrivate jet sip Moet, Sacci set now a VetteDoing bout a hundred-five, down the highwayYellow bone on my side, sitting sidewaysIndependent women, should I say franchiseRight before your eyes, I`m going nationwideBaguettes in my mouth, smoked like a cloudMake my mama proud, cause ain`t no holding outOn my dreams, yeah I`m gon get itWin it like the Lotto, dressed in AmavadoAlligator shoe, when I smash on the throttleAngry super model, paparazzi followMoney hoes and clothes, it make my head hollowI`m drinking out the bottle, to ride on my sorrowA better day tomorrow, is all I wish forA millionaire dream, plus a whole lot moreThe country I`ll explore, navigatorSystem guides my way, for the lyrical AK[Hook - 2x][Fat Pat]Stacks to be made, in the world gon get itOpportunities come, a mile a minuteFrom start to finish, have big dreams babyComing down Mercedes, everybody`s angryRapper or emcee, whatever you wanna call itCredit cards or cash, we balling in the mall andHauling, three T.V.`s in my loadMarble on my dash, got wood on my do`sWho knows, what the world unfold as it goRound and round, I`ma keep putting it downEndo pounds, getting sent from out of townMe and my partna, in the kitchen breaking chickens downMaking plastic fried, whoa look at me nowI`m shining like the sun, Rolex dimaondsHere I come here I come, top down in my BentleyAll my enemies looking, but come on get me[Hook - 2x][Fat Pat]This just the beginning, of a next episodeThe game unfold, down a 24 karat roadTo success, no settling for lessStrive to be the best, if I`m broke I can`t restMind full of stress, so I break for my dreamLike I`m running a marathon, and capalon hustle for meAnd my son, my job is never doneIt`s like I`m one on one, me against the worldAnd it`s hard to hold on, but I keep a tight gripWrite another song, drop it like it`s hot no time to prolongGet out the hood, was something like a dreamWhoever thought, Fat Pat would rap singHave all these things, I`ll be just like a kingIn your face one more time, just to let you knowComing up is impossible, if you don`t hustleTrust no info, coming from the backCause haters come in all size and forms, and that`s a factWhen I was growing up, I never got no slackNo handouts for Pat, had to grind for it blackI let my nuts hang in the game, pumped hard for it maynWhen it sleets no rain, I wanted big thangsPlus a whole lot of what, pocket changeDon`t knock Pat, coming down the boulevard trueFantasies and dreams, I just came through[Hook - 4x]

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Ghetto Dreams

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