I Do It For The Ratchets (Marvel-Remix)

[Verse 1: K. Marvel] Gold Rollie, fuck you, you not the homie It's laker gang shout out to my nigga Kobe I spent one thousand, just to do recordings Get me in your club before you can't afford me Top back, yea they ride it like that Don't fuck with me if your party not packed You got too many niggas not enough bitches I'm trynna get it in, give it to them, give them riches That's how I feel that's the shit I don't like My raps like this is what I don't write Nigga you need to get your dough up You can't pay to get in then don't show up Huh? Lil nigga you a maggot, and the paper we be stacking Make your money look like tragic, I'm sorry you can't have it That's just how it go Joe Moses get 'em ask the question let 'em know uhh... [Hook] "She holla" Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at Hut one, hut two, im 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 I do it for the ratchets I do it for the ratchets [Verse 2: Joe Moses] 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 nigga 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? [Hook] "She holla" Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at Hut one, hut two, im the quarter back Fuck a pretty bitch gotta let you have it I dont do this for the mutha fuckin' 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