Ratchets

DJ Ill Will

Buck I see you

Mustard on the beat ho!

Fat pussy, hit it from the back pussy

Run a lap, marathon, make a track pussy

Jack pussy, fuck it in the trap pussy

Have a **** killin' other ****, if you have pussy

Wait a second no pants, air tight

And only club if your hair and your nails right

Fuck them red bottom jays for the fair price

Knock a **** down with you friend, you the share type

Rack city, Tyga said rack city

Black fifty, Gucci with the black dickies

Back with me, man I go all in

Twitter fan, tell the bitch you can call in

Ass like Nicky, never leave a hicky

Got a **** in the bitch, fuck waitin' you picky

You ain't ever been Micky, you a fool on the meat

Fuck what they talkin' bout', you a fool in the sheets

She holla

Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at

Hut one, hut two, I'm the quarter back

Fuck a pretty bitch, gotta let you have it

I don't do this for the motherfucking rapping

I do this for the ratchets

I do it for the ratchets, yeah

I do it for the ratchets, yeah

I do it for the ratchets, yeah

Verse two, sadity man I hate those

Go bowling in her pussy, A hole

Nice face but her ass like play dough

Charge on the mouth with my dick, Diego

Knock it off, knock it in, then knock it down

Mayweather with the ratchets, knock 'em out

Said her last **** weird, Pacquiao

Left her in the studio, ass up face down

Pretty bitches 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?

She holla

Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at

Hut one, hut two, I'm the quarter back

Fuck a pretty bitch, gotta let you have it

I don't do this for the mutha fuckin' rappin'

I do this for the ratchets

I do it for the ratchets, yeah

I do it for the ratchets, yeah

I do it for the ratchets