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See you poppin' your hood up
Look mean, look tough, actin' up
Boy, boy, boy, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See them girls with the crop tops
They squad, they twerk with their tush up
Girl, girl, girl, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
It is what it is and it isn't what it isn't
Shake your bum, bum, bum like it's your mission
Keep up the front like it is your decision
Look our best, covering up what we're missin'
Suicide mission due to twistin' television
Suckin' us in, twistin', but this bomb's still tickin'
Sick, sick, sick, sickenin' our mind is trippin'
See you poppin' your hood up
Look mean, look tough, actin' up
Boy, boy, boy, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See them girls with the crop tops
They squad, they twerk with their tush up
Girl, girl, girl, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
Ah, ah, ay, girl, girl, girl
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
(Laugh it off, laugh it off)
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
Ah, ah, ay, girl, girl, girl
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
The front comes first and the truth comes second
Fake, fake fucks too busy tappin'
Like for like, 'cause we need to be added
Collectin' socials to prove it really happened
Now you say you're an idealist
Brainwashed self, consuming all of these
Plastic scenes, plasticine, Maybelline
Dream, dream, dream, dream, the American dream
See you poppin' your hood up
Look mean, look tough, actin' up
Boy, boy, boy, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See them girls with the crop tops
They squad, they twerk with their tush up
Girl, girl, girl, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
Ah, ah, ay, girl, girl, girl
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
(Laugh it off, laugh it off)
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
Ah, ah, ay, girl, girl, girl
Ah, ah, ay, boy, boy, boy
(Laugh it off, laugh it off)
See you poppin' your hood up
Look mean, look tough, actin' up
Boy, boy, boy, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See them girls with the crop tops
They squad, they twerk with their tush up
Girl, girl, girl, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See you poppin' your hood up
Look mean, look tough, actin' up
Boy, boy, boy, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
See them girls with the crop tops
They squad, they twerk with their tush up
Girl, girl, girl, I laugh it off
That wannabe ghetto don't work, love
Writer(s): Diede Claesen, Hendrik M Martijn Groeneveld
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