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{{Infobox song
|image = Image:A_million_lights_.jpg
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|image = A Million Lights.jpg
|artist = Cheryl Cole
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|artist = Cheryl
|written = [[Lana Del Rey]]<br>[[Kid Gloves|Roy Kerr]]<br>[[Kid Gloves|Anu Pillai]]
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|written = [[Lana Del Rey]]<br>Roy Kerr<br>Anu Pillai
 
|producer = [[Kid Gloves]]
 
|producer = [[Kid Gloves]]
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|recorded = August 10, 2011<br><small>(Lana Del Rey version)</small><br>2012<br><small>(Cheryl version)</small>
|recorded = 2012
 
|time = 2:48
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|time = 2:49<br>{{OfficialVersions}}}}
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"'''Ghetto Baby'''" is a song by Cheryl from her third studio album ''A Million Lights'', which was officially released on June 15, 2012. The song was written by [[Lana Del Rey]] and production duo Roy Kerr and Anu Pillai of [[Kid Gloves]] in 2011. It was originally written for Del Rey's debut album, ''[[Born to Die (album)|Born to Die]]'', but after it was cut, the song was given to Cheryl. Del Rey's version of the song leaked on August 8, 2012.
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"'''Ghetto Baby'''" is a song by Cheryl Cole released in 2012 from her album ''A Million Lights''. The song was written by [[Lana Del Rey]], [[Kid Gloves|Roy Kerr]] and [[Kid Gloves|Anu Pillai]] of [[Kid Gloves]] in 2011. Del Rey's demo of the song leaked on August 8, 2012.
 
   
 
==Background==
 
==Background==
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Cheryl confirmed Del Rey would be writing for her album in May 2012. According to Cheryl, the song was composed prior to the success of "[[Video Games (song)|Video Games]]". On May 28, Cheryl shared two tweets teasing lyrics from the song: "I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your [''sic''] sick boy I wanna get the flu..."<ref>{{Cite web|last=Cheryl|url=https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033121193992192|title=I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your sick boy I wanna get the flu...|work=Twitter|date=May 28, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> and "I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo..", adding the hashtag "#ghettobaby".<ref>{{Cite web|last=Cheryl|url=https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033246607876096|title=I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo.. #ghettobaby|work=Twitter|date=May 28, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> In an interview for ''Spin or Bin Music'', Del Rey stated that she and Cheryl shared the same boss at [[Polydor Records]], who had expressed the thought that Cheryl would like the song, so they played it for her. Cheryl loved it and decided to record it.<ref>{{Cite web|last=BORN TO LANA|url=https://borntolana.tumblr.com/post/34418014486/lana-del-rey-interviewed-by-spin-or-bin|title=Lana Del Rey interviewed by Spin or Bin|work=Tumblr|date=October 27, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> An official music video for the track was released on December 26, 2012.
   
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The original file of Del Rey's version comes from an album titled "RNB PACK 10.08.11" suggesting that it was recorded on August 10, 2011.
Cheryl Cole confirmed Del Rey would be writing for her album in May 2012. According to Cole, the song was composed prior to the success of "[[Video Games (song)|Video Games]]". The song bares close resemblance to "[[Match Made In Heaven (song)|Match Made In Heaven]]".
 
   
 
==Critical reception==
 
==Critical reception==
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The song was well received on Cheryl's album, but some critics noted that she sounded too much like Del Rey's version and the track lacked individuality.<ref>{{Cite web|last=Alexander|first=X|url=https://www.idolator.com/6626882/cheryl-cole-ghetto-baby-lana-del-rey|title=Cheryl Cole Is A “Ghetto Baby” In New Lana Del Rey-Penned Song|work=Idolator|date=June 15, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref><ref>{{Cite web|last=Erlewine|first=Stephen Thomas|url=https://www.allmusic.com/album/a-million-lights-mw0002365468|title=A Million Lights Review by Stephen Thomas Erlewine|work=AllMusic|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref>
 
The song was well recieved on Cole's album, but some critics noted that Cole sounded too much like Del Rey on the track.
 
   
 
==Cross-references==
 
==Cross-references==
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*The song bears close melodic and lyrical similarities to "[[Match Made in Heaven (song)|Match Made in Heaven]]".
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*References to butterflies can be found in "[[Butterflies (song)|Butterflies]]", "[[Butterflies, Pt. 2 (song)|Butterflies, Pt. 2]]", and "[[Happiness Is a Butterfly (song)|Happiness Is a Butterfly]]".
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*A rock star is mentioned in many songs, such as "[[Is It Wrong (song)|Is It Wrong]]" and "[[Big Bad Wolf (song)|Big Bad Wolf]]".
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*The lyric "crying tears of gold" appears in "[[Ultraviolence (song)|Ultraviolence]]".
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*"Show me what you got" is referenced in many songs, such as "[[Caught You Boy (song)|Caught You Boy]]".
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*The lyric "drop it like it's hot" also appears in "[[Go Go Dancer (song)|Go Go Dancer]]" and "[[Body Electric (song)|Body Electric]]".
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*The lyric "if they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget 'em" also appears in "[[Live or Die (song)|Live Or Die]]".
   
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==Official versions==
*Many lyrics are also found in the song "[[Match Made in Heaven (song)|Match Made in Heaven]]".
 
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*Cheryl version — 2:49
 
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*Lana Del Rey version — 2:48
*References to butterflies can be found in "[[Butterflies (song)|Butterflies]]" and "[[Butterflies Pt. 2 (song)|Butterflies Pt. 2]]".
 
 
*A rockstar is mentioned in many songs such as "[[Is It Wrong? (song)|Is It Wrong?]]" and "[[Big Bad Wolf (song)|Big Bad Wolf]]".
 
* The lyric "crying tears of gold" appears in "[[Ultraviolence (song)|Ultraviolence]]".
 
* The lyric "when he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good no one's better" is a paraphrased version of Mae West's famous quote "when I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better", from the 1933 film "I'm No Angel"
 
* "Show me what you got" is referenced in many songs such as "[http://lanadelrey.wikia.com/wiki/Caught_You_Boy_(song) Caught You Boy]"
 
 
==Credits==
 
 
* Cheryl Cole – lead vocals, background vocals
 
* Lana Del Rey – songwriter
 
* Roy Kerr – songwriter
 
* Anu Pillai – songwriter
 
* Kid Gloves – producer, vocal producer
 
* Mike Marsh – mastering
 
* Naweed – mastering
 
   
 
==Lyrics==
 
==Lyrics==
===Cheryl Cole version===
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===Cheryl version===
{{Scroll box
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{{Scroll box|content=<poem>
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You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
|content=<poem>
 
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Pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You got a face like the Madonna
 
Crying tears of gold
 
Been pumping gas
 
At the Texaco road to road
 
 
You're on the run
 
You're on the run
Oh baby yeah you're on the run
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Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
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I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
Oh baby
 
  +
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
I'm not a trick boy, I'm a trick for you
 
  +
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
You give me butterflies
 
  +
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo
Heart skipping one two
 
I know you're sick boy,
 
I wanna get the flu
 
I'm running temperatures
 
Thinking of your love, boo.
 
   
Brooklyn move my soul like this
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Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos move
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Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
Your mouth up to my lips
 
  +
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got girl)
 
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby
 
(Drop it like it's hot girl)
 
   
I know your lips say
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I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
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But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
That you wanna but your heart's a no
 
But boy your hips say that your gonna when you hold me
 
Hold me
 
 
You're so fun
 
You're so fun
B-baby you are so much fun
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B-baby you are so much fun, b-baby
  +
My local rock star, the really big crew
B-baby
 
  +
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
My local rock star, The really big crew
 
  +
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
I'm feeling you boy, You're liking me too
 
  +
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo
I'm clocking chicks left and right
 
   
  +
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Just to get to you
 
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
You're out there on the grind now come home to your
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
Queen, boo.
 
  +
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
   
Brooklyn move my soul like this
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Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
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Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
Move your mouth up to my lips
 
  +
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got girl)
 
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby
 
(Drop it like it's hot girl)
 
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)
 
   
We're a match made in heaven
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We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
If they're gonna talk let 'em
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If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
  +
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
If they don't think we're good together
 
  +
We're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever
Baby just forget 'em
 
When he's bad he's bad
 
But when he's good no one's better
 
Cos we're a match made in heaven
 
And this kind of love's forever
 
   
Brooklyn move my soul like this
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Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
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Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
Move your mouth up to my lips
 
  +
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
</poem>
 
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Come on over, ghetto baby
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(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
  +
  +
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
  +
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
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</poem>}}
   
 
===Lana Del Rey version===
 
===Lana Del Rey version===
{{Scroll box
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{{Scroll box|content=<poem>
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You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
|content=<poem>
 
  +
P-pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You got a face like the Madonna,
 
  +
You're on the run
Crying tears of gold.
 
  +
Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
Been pumping gas at the Texaco,
 
  +
I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
Road to road.
 
  +
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
  +
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
  +
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo
   
  +
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
You're on the run, oh, baby,
 
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Yeah, you're on the run, oh baby.
 
  +
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)
   
  +
I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
I'm not a trick but,
 
  +
But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
I'm a trick for you.
 
  +
You're so fun
You give me butterflies,
 
  +
B-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby
Heart skipping, one, two.
 
  +
My local rock star, the Willy B crew
  +
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
  +
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
  +
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo
   
  +
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
I know you're sick boy,
 
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
I wanna get the flu,
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
I'm running temperatures,
 
  +
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Thinking of your love, boo.
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
   
Brooklyn move my soul like this,
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Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos,
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Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
Move your mouth up to my lips.
 
  +
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He say "Show me what you got girl").
 
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
("Drop it like it's hot girl").
 
   
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We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
I know your lips say that you wanna,
 
  +
If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
But your heart say no.
 
  +
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
But boy your hips say that your gonna,
 
  +
'Cause we're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever
When you hold me, hold me.
 
   
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Brooklyn, move my soul like this
You're so fun, b-baby, you,
 
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Are too much fun, b-baby.
 
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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)
   
  +
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
My local rock star,
 
  +
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
The Willie B crew,
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
I'm feeling you boy,
 
  +
(He said show me what you got, girl)
You liking me too.
 
  +
Come on over, ghetto baby
  +
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
  +
</poem>}}
   
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==Credits==
I'm clocking chicks,
 
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'''Personnel'''
Left and right,
 
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*Cheryl — vocals, background vocals
Just to get to you.
 
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*[[Lana Del Rey]] — songwriting
You're out there,
 
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*[[Kid Gloves|Roy Kerr]] — songwriting, production, vocal production
On the grind now come home,
 
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*[[Kid Gloves|Anu Pillai]] — songwriting, production, vocal production
To your queen, boo.
 
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*Mike Marsh — mastering
 
  +
*Naweed — mastering
Brooklyn move my soul like this,
 
Kissing my stilettos,
 
Move your mouth up to my lips.
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
(He say "Show me what you got girl").
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
("Drop it like it's hot girl").
 
 
Brooklyn move my soul like this,
 
Kissing my stilettos,
 
Move your mouth up to my lips.
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
(He say "Show me what you got girl").
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
("Drop it like it's hot girl").
 
 
We're a match made in heaven,
 
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
 
If they don't think we're good together,
 
Baby, just forget 'em.
 
 
When he's bad, he's bad,
 
But when he's good no one's better.
 
'Cause we're a match made in heaven,
 
And this kind of love's forever.
 
   
  +
==References==
Brooklyn move my soul like this,
 
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{{Reflist}}
Kissing my stilettos,
 
Move your mouth up to my lips.
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
(He say "Show me what you got girl").
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
("Drop it like it's hot girl").
 
   
Brooklyn move my soul like this,
 
Kissing my stilettos,
 
Move your mouth up to my lips.
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
(He say "Show me what you got girl").
 
Come on over ghetto baby.
 
("Drop it like it's hot girl").
 
</poem>
 
}}
 
[[Category:Unreleased songs]]
 
 
[[Category:Songs]]
 
[[Category:Songs]]
[[Category:Collaborations]]
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[[Category:Born to Die outtakes]]
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[[Category:Outtakes]]
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[[Category:Songwriting for other artists]]

Latest revision as of 03:08, 20 March 2024

"Ghetto Baby" is a song by Cheryl from her third studio album A Million Lights, which was officially released on June 15, 2012. The song was written by Lana Del Rey and production duo Roy Kerr and Anu Pillai of Kid Gloves in 2011. It was originally written for Del Rey's debut album, Born to Die, but after it was cut, the song was given to Cheryl. Del Rey's version of the song leaked on August 8, 2012.

Background[]

Cheryl confirmed Del Rey would be writing for her album in May 2012. According to Cheryl, the song was composed prior to the success of "Video Games". On May 28, Cheryl shared two tweets teasing lyrics from the song: "I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your [sic] sick boy I wanna get the flu..."[1] and "I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo..", adding the hashtag "#ghettobaby".[2] In an interview for Spin or Bin Music, Del Rey stated that she and Cheryl shared the same boss at Polydor Records, who had expressed the thought that Cheryl would like the song, so they played it for her. Cheryl loved it and decided to record it.[3] An official music video for the track was released on December 26, 2012.

The original file of Del Rey's version comes from an album titled "RNB PACK 10.08.11" suggesting that it was recorded on August 10, 2011.

Critical reception[]

The song was well received on Cheryl's album, but some critics noted that she sounded too much like Del Rey's version and the track lacked individuality.[4][5]

Cross-references[]

Official versions[]

  • Cheryl version — 2:49
  • Lana Del Rey version — 2:48

Lyrics[]

Cheryl version[]

You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
Pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You're on the run
Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo

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

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 so much fun, b-baby
My local rock star, the really big crew
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo

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

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

We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
We're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever

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

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

Lana Del Rey version[]

You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
P-pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You're on the run
Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo

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)

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
My local rock star, the Willy B crew
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo

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)

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)

We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
'Cause we're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever

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)

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)

Credits[]

Personnel

  • Cheryl — vocals, background vocals
  • Lana Del Rey — songwriting
  • Roy Kerr — songwriting, production, vocal production
  • Anu Pillai — songwriting, production, vocal production
  • Mike Marsh — mastering
  • Naweed — mastering

References[]