Hall & Oates: Ghetto smile

A young hog in the hood playin' chaseSmile on his faceHavin' fun 'cuz it ain't nothin' like this placeAnd you don't wanna raceFool I got the new ones onAnd we can run from the corner to the Newman's homeAnd after that we goin' go raid the plum treeAnd stick ball down where those bos beMom's got the door open bumpin' Marvin GayeLet's get it on all day everydayAt night I prayLord just let me make itAnd if I die before I wake then my soul you take itNever fake itMy older brother taught me gameAnd sometimes even let the young soldier hangAs a locMy only duty was to soakAnd pass it on to my comrads and closest folksAll friends I knew about it as a childI stood proud have you ever seen a ghetto smile?I'm at the junior high actin' bad at the danceThe slow jam got me with a woody in my pantsAnd my baby with meHer momma used to babysit meAnd back then she was just plain old prettyBut nowadays it seems that she done grownJeans fitting and her perm gotta hella longWould I be wrong if I whisper and take her downAnd maybe play housesitter with her like the PoundIt's goin' down about now in the Northern BayThe OG's put it down and make they payFlip a 6-8 'stang with the blew out braidsThe only homey in the hood ridin' on thangsAnd as I peep it thangs have got a little deeperAnd everybody and their momma done bought a beeperAnd then they post on the lake gettin' loose and wildYou know the scene it's the ghetto smileAt 18 I graduated and now I'm grownAbout time for the dog to get his own boneI left home got a condo out on QuailridgeAnd like a king is how this young playa liveSwimmin' parties in the pool with my dope to rollWasn't trippin' off nathin' we was all folksHillside in the house and we gettin' pervedFreestylin' gettin' on my neighbor's nervesI love the hood so everyday I'm back to visitAnd swoop the young so that they can come through and kick itAnd peep the game just as I did as a kidAnd watch the savage get his cabbage and place his bidAnd even though we fight we still remain game tightHandle business and always open for fogivenessIt ain't nothin' like a homey you ain't seen in awhileSo when you meet him greet him with that ghetto smile