A                             Em
You got a face like the Madonna, cryin' tears of gold
              A                   Em
Been pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
               A        Em
You're on the run, oh, baby, yeah
               A       Em
You're on the run, oh, baby
     Am                D
I'm not a trick, but I'm a trick for you
     Am                  D
You gimme butterflies; heart's skipping one, two
    Am                       D
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
      C                     E
I'm runnin' temperatures thinkin' of your love, boo


[Chorus]

  Em  C            Em         C
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  Em           C
Kissin' my stilettos
           Bm
Move your mouth up to my lips
  Em             C
Come on over, ghetto baby
                Bm
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
  Em            C
Come on over, ghetto baby
           Bm
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")


Em C Bm


[Verse 2]

             A                                 Em
I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
               A                                   Em
But boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
           A      Em                     A      Em
You're so fun, b-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby
     Am                   D
My local rock star, the Willy B. crew
       Am                  D
I'm feeling you, boy, you likin' me too
      Am                       D
I'm clockin' chicks left and right just to get to you
             C
You're out there on the grind
     E
Now come home to your queen, boo


[Chorus]

  Em  C            Em         C
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  Em           C
Kissin' my stilettos
           Bm
Move your mouth up to my lips
  Em             C
Come on over, ghetto baby
                Bm
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
  Em            C
Come on over, ghetto baby
           Bm
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")


[Chorus]

  Em  C            Em         C
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  Em           C
Kissin' my stilettos
           Bm
Move your mouth up to my lips
  Em             C
Come on over, ghetto baby
                Bm
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
  Em            C
Come on over, ghetto baby
           Bm
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")


[Bridge]

          C             D
We're a match made in Heaven
             C
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
     Em                    Bm                  C
If they don't think we're good together, baby just forget 'em
           A         Bm
When he's bad, he's bad
               C
But when he's good, no one's better
                E
Cause we're a match made in Heaven
           C
And this kind of love's forever


Em C Bm


[Chorus]

  Em  C            Em         C
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  Em           C
Kissin' my stilettos
           Bm
Move your mouth up to my lips
  Em             C
Come on over, ghetto baby
                Bm
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
  Em            C
Come on over, ghetto baby
           Bm
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")


[Chorus]

  Em  C            Em         C
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
  Em           C
Kissin' my stilettos
           Bm
Move your mouth up to my lips
  Em             C
Come on over, ghetto baby
                Bm
(He said, "show me what you got, girl")
  Em            C
Come on over, ghetto baby
           Bm
("Drop it like it's hot, girl")