Ghetto Baby Lana Del Rey

[Verse 1]
You got a face like the Madonna, cryin' tears of gold
Been pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You're on the run, oh, baby, yeah
You're on the run, oh, baby

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I'm not a trick, but I'm a trick for you
You gimme butterflies; heart's skipping one, two
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm runnin' temperatures thinkin' of your love, boo

[Chorus]
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
Move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
Come on over, ghetto baby
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")

[Verse 2]
I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
But boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
You're so fun, b-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby