Ratchets lyrics

by

Joe Moses


[Intro]
Buck I see you
Mustard on the beat ho!

[Verse 2]
Fat pus*y
Hit it from the back pus*y
Run a lap, Marathon
Make a track pus*y
Jack pus*y
f*ck it in the trap pus*y
Have a n*gga killin' other n*ggas, if you have pus*y
Wait a second no pants, Air tight
And only club if your hair and nails right
f*ck them red bottom jays for the fair price
Knock a n*gga down with you friend, You the share type
Rack city
Tyga said rack city
Black fifty
Gucci with the black di*kies
Back with me
Man I go all in
Twitter fan, tell the b*tch you can call in
Ass like Nicky
Never leave a hicky
Got a n*gga in the b*tch, f*ck waitin' you picky
You ain't ever been MickyYou a fool on the meat
f*ck what they talkin' bout' you a fool in the sheets
[Hook]
"She holla"
Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at
Hut one, hut two, im the quarter back
f*ck a pretty b*tch gotta let you have it
I don't do this for the motherf*cking rapping; I do this for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets

[Verse 2]
Verse two
Sadity man I hate those
Go bowling in her pus*y, A hole
Nice face but her ass like play dough
Charge on the mouth with my di*k, Diego
Knock it off knock it in then knock it down
Mayweather with the ratchets, knock em out
Said her last n*gga weird, Pacquiao
Left her in the studio, ass up face down
Pretty b*tches gon' hate we don’t need that
Where the ratchets at, tell me where the ratchets at
Shake your ass to the beat then bring it back
Mills said bleed
Driver can you handle that?
[Hook]
"She holla"
Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at
Hut one, hut two, im the quarter back
f*ck a pretty b*tch gotta let you have it
I dont do this for the mutha f*ckin' rappin', I do this for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets
I do it for the ratchets

[Outro]
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
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