Raised in upstate New York, Del Rey moved to New York City in 2005 to pursue a music career. After numerous projects, including her self-titled debut studio album, Del Rey's breakthrough came in 2011 with the viral success of her single "Video Games"; she subsequently signed a recording contract with Polydor and Interscope. She achieved critical and commercial success with her second album, Born to Die (2012), which contained the sleeper hit "Summertime Sadness". Del Rey's third album, Ultraviolence (2014), featured greater use of guitar-driven instrumentation and debuted atop the U.S. Billboard 200. Her fourth and fifth albums, Honeymoon (2015) and Lust for Life (2017), saw a return to the stylistic traditions of her earlier releases, while her critically acclaimed sixth album, Norman Fucking Rockwell! (2019), explored soft rock. Her next studio albums, Chemtrails Over the Country Club and Blue Banisters, followed in 2021. Her ninth studio album, “Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd” was released on all platforms March 24th 2023. It includes singles like the title track - "Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd", "A&W", and "The Grants".
Del Rey has collaborated on soundtracks for visual media; in 2013, she wrote and starred in the critically acclaimed musical short Tropico and released "Young and Beautiful" for the romantic drama The Great Gatsby. In 2014, she recorded "Once Upon a Dream" for the dark fantasy adventure film Maleficent and the self-titled theme song for the biopic Big Eyes. Del Rey collaborated with Ariana Grande and Miley Cyrus on "Don't Call Me Angel" for the action comedy Charlie's Angels (2019), which peaked at number 13 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100. Additionally, Del Rey published the poetry and photography collection Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass (2020).
She is the recipient of various accolades, including two Brit Awards, two MTV Europe Music Awards, and a Satellite Award, in addition to nominations for six Grammy Awards and a Golden Globe Award. Variety honored her at their Hitmakers Awards for being "one of the most influential singer-songwriters of the 21st century".
Ghetto Baby
Lana Del Rey Lyrics
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Crying tears of gold.
Been 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 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 say "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 your 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 WillyB 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 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 mad 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.
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").
In "Ghetto Baby," Lana Del Rey tells a story of a rebel who is running away from something or someone. The first verse paints a picture of a person who is beautiful, but also troubled. The second verse reveals the singer's feelings towards this person. She has a deep connection with them, and they give her butterflies. The chorus suggests that the person is fun, but they are also on the run, which could be interpreted as being either literal or metaphorical. They are fun to be around, but also a bit unpredictable.
In the third verse, the singer addresses the person directly, saying that their lips say one thing, but their heart says another. It's clear that the two of them have chemistry, but perhaps something is holding the other person back. The last verse affirms that the two of them are meant to be together, in spite of what others might say. They have a deep connection that will last forever.
Overall, "Ghetto Baby" is about the kind of love that takes risks and is willing to push aside societal expectations. It's a love that is authentic and meaningful, even if it's not always easy.
Line by Line Meaning
You got a face like the Madonna, Crying tears of gold.
Your face looks like the Madonna's, and you're crying tears that are as valuable as gold.
Been pumping gas at the Texaco, Road to road,
You drive from one place to another pumping gas at the Texaco station.
You're on the run, oh, baby, Yeah, you're on the run, oh baby.
You're constantly on the move and running from something, my love.
I'm not a trick but, I'm a trick for you.
I'm not someone to be played, but for you, I'll be anything you want me to be.
You give me butterflies, Heart skipping one two.
Being with you fills me with excitement and makes my heart beat faster.
I know you're sick boy,I wanna get the flu, I'm running temperatures,Thinking of your love, boo.
I know you're not feeling well, but I want to be sick with the same thing. I can't stop thinking about you and it's making me feel hot and feverish.
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").
The vibe of Brooklyn connects with my soul, making me feel seductive in my high heels. Come closer to me, my rough-and-tumble love. (He says "Impress me, girl." Come on over, my bad-boy love. ("Show me what you got, girl." "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.
Your mouth says no, but your body is saying yes. When you're holding me, your hips tell me you're willing.
You're so fun, b-baby, you, Are too much fun, b-baby.
You're a fun guy, my baby, and it's just too much fun being with you.
My local rock star, The WillyB crew, I'm feeling you boy, You're liking me too.
You're a rock star in your own right, and I'm drawn to you. I can feel we have a connection, and I know you feel it 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.
I'm checking out other girls, but only because they might have information on you. You're hustling and working hard, but come home to your girl, your queen.
We're a match mad in heaven, If they're gonna talk let 'em. If they don't think we're good together, Baby just forget 'em.
We're perfect for each other, but if others don't approve, let them talk. If they don't believe in us, let's just ignore them.
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.
Even when you're being bad, you're still the best for me. We're perfect for each other, and our love is forever.
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").
The mood of Brooklyn stirs my soul, making me feel sexy in my heels. Bring your mouth closer to my lips. Come here, my rough beau. (He says "Impress me, girl.") Come closer, my bad-boy love. ("Show me what you got, girl." "Drop it like it's hot, girl.")
Contributed by Adalyn L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@TheXtdesign
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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, 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
[Chorus]
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)
[Verse 2]
I know your lips say that you want to, but your heart’s a no
But boy, your hips say that you're going
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
😅 😂 🤣 😊 😇
@OwenDale
Cheryl Cole; Is a beautiful talented elegant energetic lady.
Always pleasing her fans worldwide with her talents.
She has come a long way always oozing out great melodies
in her songs. Her stages perfomances, they're energetic & great.
Her beauty shines always, enrichtening and brightening up her face.
I can imagine that, many people want to work with her including me,
Owen Dale songwriter/poetrywriter the people's favourite wordsmith.
By the way, Ghetto Baby; Is a great song and beautifully by sung her.
She brought out the vibes and favour of the track.
She's a beautiful gifted, powerful determine sexy lady.
God bless her always, in all her future endeavours.
God bless her always, with long life good health & prosperity.
@kantaratrattanayard7313
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
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 your gonna when you hold me
Hold me
You're so fun
Baby you are so much fun
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 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 mad 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
Cos we're a match made in heaven
And this kind of 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)
@themissingmile
Cheryl did great with this song. Everybody talking about Lana and I'm a Lana stan but mad respect for Cheryl Cole for recognising Lana's talent and using one of her songs. Love Cheryl's songs 'Fight for this love', 'Promise this' and more.
@jimblack2788
https://youtu.be/RekaM5hs8WI
@stardust1571
She didn't just "use" it. Lana sold it to her because she didn't want it
@jennxpennsgingerbreadman6679
cheryl hole could’ve done it better
@MatiasCabrera22334
@iris they both did very well.
@medeea88
Perfection truly exists! That hair, those incredible eyes, those lips and that amazing voice. Not to mention her dancing skills. She is beautiful and very talented. She's perfect. Love the song.
@rose.water1739
Don’t talk to cheryl bro she’s mine
@angelalynnriveraperez8392
I SO AGREE WITH YOU
@StaceyBlusinger
I think Cheryl does such a great job of this, it really suits her vocals and she looks beautiful.
@jcastell6489
Absolutely love this song, probs one of my favourites Cheryl's done, should have been a single