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word play - ratchet ass bitch lyrics

[verse 1: word play]
she saying, “f-ck me, f-ck me”, her p-ssy wet like the sea
i drink lean, so i told that b-tch go to walgreens and get codeine
c0ke, pills, meth, speed, s-x, head, and weed
she’ll do anything in the world ‘long as she get her green
doing pole tricks on my d-ck, she work my magic stick
she’ll f-ck the whole squad if you pay her a grip
godd-mn, this ratchet b-tch a flip
tryna give me head but got cold sores on her lip
shawty da prince said, “ol’ ratchet -ss hoe”
he was prolly talking ’bout this b-tch ’cause she fit the role
wrapped up in that latex, dive in that p-ssy was next
when we s-xt i’m a cyber bully, beat that p-ssy up through text
k!lled the cat, this scalawag f-cking st–z behind my back
ion give a f-ck ’cause word play is a mac
i can pick up a b-tch whenever, n-gga it’s a habit
too bad the one i just picked up is just h-lla ratchet

[chorus: word play]
she get a bunch of money, spend it all of weave
drinking all my liquor, and chiefing all my weed
she throwing up on brown, this b-tch just needs to leave
go ahead and take her, ’cause she ain’t wait i need
godd-mn she a ratchet -ss b-tch
godd-mn she a ratchet -ss b-tch
godd-mn she a ratchet -ss b-tch
godd-mn she a ratchet -ss b-tch

[verse 2: word play]
i’m always taking drugs, today i’m taking speed
k2 for tomorrow and this b-tch about to bleed
aunt flow in her box, she sleeping in a bed
allergic to her bullsh-t, bless me i’m ’bout to sneeze
cut that b-tch off like i’m k-camp or somethin’
f-cking anyone with a d-ck, this b-tch is lady and the tramp’in’
bad b-tch is form tampa, so everybody know what’s ha’nin
tattoo on her thigh, so you know that hoe sn-tchin’
she ride my d-ck and her p-ssy so wet
that’s a surfboard and i ate her pet
by pet i mean that p-ssy, after that she got her money
godd-mn, i knew i should’ve p-ssed
ratchet -ss b-tch gave a n-gga a bunch of crabs

[chorus]

[verse 3: nelly riches]
hoes on my d-ck ’cause i’m jesus
nelly riches, pretty b-tches got me like a visa
all on your hoe like a silk, mink, or cheetah
ask your girlfriend, nelly riches is a diva
my n-gga from the lou, he riding on blue
i ride on red when i slide with my crew
i’m hotter than a arby’s, diamonds at a party
i’m up in jumanji popping pills with matt hardy
i can freestyle while f-cking on your b-tch
rap game cp3 trying for a dish
my cable is a dish, i like i’m will smith
’cause i bet you n-ggas up and y’all move just like a b-tch
my features steady crisp, got diamonds on my wrist
my left hand flex and i think i’m taylor swift
b-tch you a movie, you watching hood call you will smith
p–p on the floor so you n-ggas can see some real sh-t

[chorus]

[verse 4: nelly riches]
i think i’m glen rice, i f-ck your b-tch twice
her p-ssy mad dry man i think that hoe got lice
my head with the braids, nel riches ace of spades
i’m hotter than a b-tch and my chain match my ring
i can rap slow, but i can flow fast
my b-tch got a d-ck and her head game fast
i mean she got a p-ssy, dyslexia rookie
man the beat cut off? i can freestyle and play kookie

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