Lyrics

She's got the moves, she's got the looks
She's got more problems than a college grade math book
Thinning hair, and snaggely teeth 
Doubt those four pounds of makeup will hide what's underneath

But it's alright when you're the Ghetto Queen
She'll show you things you aint never seen

Four gutter babies, all different dads
A welfare recipient, she's got her own Section 8 pad
A fallen angel, a charity case
Be about a week before Children Services shows at her place

But it's alright when you're the Ghetto Queen
She'll show you things you aint never seen

Cheap perfume, pills and beer on her breath
You'll be stuck watching her kids,when she's all strung out on meth
As soon as you turn your back, she's running off with all your cash
She'll be headed back to trailer town, you'll be left scratching that rash

But it's alright when you're the Ghetto Queen
She'll show you things you aint never seen
But it's alright when you're the Ghetto Queen
She'll show you things you don't want to see