Song parody of
Ghettoverit
by Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the Ghettoverit song by Jimmie's Chicken Shack.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
I hate to love you what more can I say
Got played from the get go
Like this shit you had me sold on
This time I let myself control on
And wore it out
You front like you're ghetto
But I know that you're not best
Be backing that bling up
I ain't got game girl I got season
It's high time you put
Your please on and wore it
On and on and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club down town
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit now
Ghettoverit now
You want the thug life
You don't even know that's so '97
I guess I really wasn't on point
And you just played me like a dope joint
And burned me out
That fool got the gold tooth
And imitation rims
Who pimped out his prelude
It's high time you dropped the zero
And started flossing with the hero
We can't go on like this for real
Though this homy's
On and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club down town
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
ghettoverit it now
And all you do
It's just plain wack
So you can sizzuck a dizzack and blow
On and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club downtown
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it
On and on and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club downtown
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
I hate to love you what more can I say
I hate to love you what more can I say
Got played from the get go
Like this shit you had me sold on
This time I let myself control on
And wore it out
You front like you're ghetto
But I know that you're not best
Be backing that bling up
I ain't got game girl I got season
It's high time you put
Your please on and wore it
On and on and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club down town
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit now
Ghettoverit now
You want the thug life
You don't even know that's so '97
I guess I really wasn't on point
And you just played me like a dope joint
And burned me out
That fool got the gold tooth
And imitation rims
Who pimped out his prelude
It's high time you dropped the zero
And started flossing with the hero
We can't go on like this for real
Though this homy's
On and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club down town
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
ghettoverit it now
And all you do
It's just plain wack
So you can sizzuck a dizzack and blow
On and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club downtown
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it
On and on and on and on
My head spins around
When you dis' my bro's
And my ride breaks down
While you hang with your ho's
At the club downtown
Ghetto life
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
Ghettoverit it now
I hate to love you what more can I say
