She wore a Miles Davis t-shirt
And she danced the OG samba
A barely legal hoochie, so innocent and modest

You're going to know her when you see her, man
Because she's a ghetto heaven goddess

Uh, yeah, she my ghetto queen

And once she's got it in for you man, you don't stand a chance
She's sink her nails down into you with every girlish glance
She's a cover girl for power, seduction and romance

Uh, yeah, she my ghetto queen

[Chorus]
Ghetto [x8]
She my ghetto queen, she my my ghetto queen