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2 chainz - mainstream ratchet lyrics

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[intro]
last night i bought the supermodel
got head on the way home
she left her other friends at the club
got home, and i f-cked her with my chains on
and thats ratchet huh?
her -ss so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
(woah bring it back)

[verse 1]
take your b-tch like i’m the dog catcher
take your -ss to the mall after
spa day, shawty
kill that p-ssy, pallbearer
you from that rupaul era
i’m from that h-ll nah era
real n-gg-s say true
real n-gg-s ain’t you
i ride around with that yapper on me
gun clad with my glock up on me
surround your -ss with so many shots
you’ll be claustrophobic
crib so big a dinosaur can run through that sh-t
i’m a shark, and you a tuna fish
my paper up, got your girl with her ankles up
gangster boy

[bridge]
she got her t-shirt and her panties on
she trying to smell my cologne
i can f-ck her anywhere i want
i even f-ck her on the floor
and thats ratchet huh?
her -ss so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
(woah bring it back)

[verse 2]
i’m on top like a toupée
you on the side like a toothache
box your -ss, suitcase
i’m real, you ain’t
calamari, crab cakes
my closet the size of your d-mn place
you lookin’ at a star
i wish that they could add sp-ce
i’m getting money, fast pace
my hoes gave my [?]
he can’t ball, castrate
she the opposite of last place
do it, bust it open, slow it down, robitussin
my girl got a big -ss
your girl got back pockets touching

[bridge]
i want a dollar, i want everything
b-lls out, i let her hang
went shopping for a wedding ring
went on a double date with miley and mary jane
and thats ratchet huh?
her -ss so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh

[verse 3]
if you patch a weed that’s ratchet
my last alb-m was cl-ssic
shawty on my dica
backwards spells acid
she pop a p like a zany
she use no hand or no panties
she rot like (nose?) candy
you f-ck with me, ain’t no plan b
i’m a d boy with a degree
i sold dope in my momma’s home
my girl p-ssy deep (deep)
so right there is my comfort zone
born alone, die alone
mud in my styrofoam
she got on top of me like a stage,
i said use my d-ck as a microphone



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