Ghetto Smile Lyrics - Hall & Oates

A young hog in the hood playin' chase 

Smile on his face 

Havin' fun ''cause it ain't nothin' like this place 

And you don't wanna race 

Fool I got the new ones on 

And we can run from the corner to the newman's home 

And after that we goin' go raid the plum tree 

And stick ball down where those bos be 

Mom's got the door open bumpin' marvin gaye 

Let's get it on all day everyday 

At night I pray 

Lord just let me make it 

And if I die before I wake then my soul you take it 

Never fake it 

My older brother taught me game 

And sometimes even let the young soldier hang 

As a loc 

My only duty was to soak 

And pass it on to my comrads and closest folks 

All friends I knew about it as a child 

I stood proud have you ever seen a ghetto smile? 

I'm at the junior high actin' bad at the dance 

The slow jam got me with a woody in my pants 

And my baby with me 

Her momma used to babysit me 

And back then she was just plain old pretty 

But nowadays it seems that she done grown 

Jeans fitting and her perm gotta hella long 

Would I be wrong if I whisper and take her down 

And maybe play housesitter with her like the pound 

It's goin' down about now in the northern bay 

The og's put it down and make they pay 

Flip a 6-8 'stang with the blew out braids 

The only homey in the hood ridin' on thangs 

And as I peep it thangs have got a little deeper 

And everybody and their momma done bought a beeper 

And then they post on the lake gettin' loose and wild 

You know the scene it's the ghetto smile 

At 18 I graduated and now I'm grown 

About time for the dog to get his own bone 

I left home got a condo out on quailridge 

And like a king is how this young playa live 

Swimmin' parties in the pool with my dope to roll 

Wasn't trippin' off nathin' we was all folks 

Hillside in the house and we gettin' perved 

Freestylin' gettin' on my neighbor's nerves 

I love the hood so everyday I'm back to visit 

And swoop the young so that they can come through and kick it 

And peep the game just as I did as a kid 

And watch the savage get his cabbage and place his bid 

And even though we fight we still remain game tight 

Handle business and always open for fogiveness 

It ain't nothin' like a homey you ain't seen in awhile 

So when you meet him greet him with that ghetto smile