Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Anybody Killa - Ratchet lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Anybody Killa - Ratchet lyrics]
Bitch you's a ratchet twerk that ass
Go on get down I wanna smash it
Get check on my casket, that's what's up
You fell in love with a dead
Man straight out the casket
We fuck like rabbit's
I'm meant to be?plugged?
Cause I know who gets the laughing
Get it crackin'
Get it smackin' on the ass
She likes it hard and classic
And I'mma give it to her just like that
Get it poppin', drop, drop, drop it low
A little way she works on the pole
I want some more never disappoints
Smokes the joint and hit's the joint
Got a grip on that bitch, pallet on that
While she playin' with the tip
Give it a kiss
A little pressing and she loved it
Back to bitch, get it going in the daylight
So tight, parkin' infront of the mall
Ain't no time for stage fright
She got a way that she walks
Up and down the streets that make heads turn
She got a wiggle in her hips
And some big ass tit's
And mesmerised motherfucker when she
Licked the lips (Too fine for a home girl)
She ain't a runaway bitch from off the block
(Too fine for a home girl)
She ain't a runaway bitch from off the block
She's the ratchet from the hood
She's too fly for her own good
Ratchet bitch but everytime she dance
She'll be giving me wood
Finest girl in the whole hood
I saved that hoe in a minute and
Treat her right if I could
She got a ass that won't quit when she walks
She got a dirtyness about her when she talks
She got a mean attitude with
Some big ol' titties
That I'm always staring at like a hawk
This bitch is always up to nothing
But fucking and dick sucking
Drinkin' like an grown man and
Heavy with her druggin'
Pale skin cause she sleeps all day
Pajama pants on her front porch rollin' a J
Ratchet in her own way with a gangsta style
Walkin' seven mile with a
Forty puffin' 'em out
22 in her purse look crazy
Always actin' shady
I would say she's far from a lady
Round two, ratchet bitch, thought you knew
Got to put an overtime with a dead
We ain't through
Get your mission, assume the position
Tie you up in chains and play
On that fifty shades of grey
I like the way she says she likes it rough
And can't get enough
Then read her poker face and
I'm goin' on a bluff
Oil?forced? whole house
Two pair we gettin' 'em
Ménage à trois with you ratchet
Hoes I don't play
Suck my dick till it go numb
Go dumb put a nut in each mouth and they hump
Get it misses, got a bounce up and down
Like I'm hittin' switches
Gridin' on that big ass
Is working out the bitches
Love them ratchet hoes and their?dads?
Keep the block hot
Givin' up the pussy on the spot
And it's gat
Them ratchets kinda like a classy hood rat
Except giving you head without
Packing a strap
Go on get down I wanna smash it
Get check on my casket, that's what's up
You fell in love with a dead
Man straight out the casket
We fuck like rabbit's
I'm meant to be?plugged?
Cause I know who gets the laughing
Get it crackin'
Get it smackin' on the ass
She likes it hard and classic
And I'mma give it to her just like that
Get it poppin', drop, drop, drop it low
A little way she works on the pole
I want some more never disappoints
Smokes the joint and hit's the joint
Got a grip on that bitch, pallet on that
While she playin' with the tip
Give it a kiss
A little pressing and she loved it
Back to bitch, get it going in the daylight
So tight, parkin' infront of the mall
Ain't no time for stage fright
She got a way that she walks
Up and down the streets that make heads turn
She got a wiggle in her hips
And some big ass tit's
And mesmerised motherfucker when she
Licked the lips (Too fine for a home girl)
She ain't a runaway bitch from off the block
(Too fine for a home girl)
She ain't a runaway bitch from off the block
She's the ratchet from the hood
She's too fly for her own good
Ratchet bitch but everytime she dance
She'll be giving me wood
Finest girl in the whole hood
I saved that hoe in a minute and
Treat her right if I could
She got a ass that won't quit when she walks
She got a dirtyness about her when she talks
She got a mean attitude with
Some big ol' titties
That I'm always staring at like a hawk
This bitch is always up to nothing
But fucking and dick sucking
Drinkin' like an grown man and
Heavy with her druggin'
Pale skin cause she sleeps all day
Pajama pants on her front porch rollin' a J
Ratchet in her own way with a gangsta style
Walkin' seven mile with a
Forty puffin' 'em out
22 in her purse look crazy
Always actin' shady
I would say she's far from a lady
Round two, ratchet bitch, thought you knew
Got to put an overtime with a dead
We ain't through
Get your mission, assume the position
Tie you up in chains and play
On that fifty shades of grey
I like the way she says she likes it rough
And can't get enough
Then read her poker face and
I'm goin' on a bluff
Oil?forced? whole house
Two pair we gettin' 'em
Ménage à trois with you ratchet
Hoes I don't play
Suck my dick till it go numb
Go dumb put a nut in each mouth and they hump
Get it misses, got a bounce up and down
Like I'm hittin' switches
Gridin' on that big ass
Is working out the bitches
Love them ratchet hoes and their?dads?
Keep the block hot
Givin' up the pussy on the spot
And it's gat
Them ratchets kinda like a classy hood rat
Except giving you head without
Packing a strap