Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Ratchet - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: Blaze] 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 rabbits, 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 hits 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 [Hook: Jamie Madrox] 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 tits 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 [Verse 2: Anybody Killa] 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 [Hook: Jamie Madrox] [Verse 3: Blaze] 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 its gat, them ratchets kinda like a classy hood rat Except giving you head without packing a strap [Hook: Jamie Madrox]
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