Can I tell ya'll a story About my history I'm sure a lot ya'll can relate to me You see I'm from the ghetto A place where me and my brother shared The hardwood floor when the winter was cold I'm talkin about the ghetto said the ghet the ghet the ghet I'm not going to stay here no I got plans to get out of here I see my name, big lights Oh Lord I want to take some of that good life I want to be I want to be A superstar, go get them Superstar,oh I want to be yeah I've got be dreams Of being a, superstar go get them Superstar (a ghetto super star) That is all I want to be What you know about that hard knock life? What you know about that ware fare life? Scrape for dinner and government cheese Praying for the Lord Lord you bless me Oh, and get grandmama out Try to buy every Foot Locker out Living ghetto fabolous no doubt You know what I'm talking about I want to be Rolling out slamming cadillac doors Holding down every homie I know Never ever ever will I be broke I want to be I want to be a ghetto superstar Rolling out slamming cadillac doors Never ever ever will I be broke Holding down every homie I know I want to be I want to be a ghetto superstar And if some of ya'll went through what i went through You know I just want ya'll to bob ya'll head Cause you know every one didn't come from great homes
Written by: TERRON MITCHELL, CRAIG LOVE, DAVID YOUNG, DARNLEY SCANTLEBURY, TERRANCE SMITH
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