[Hook]
If you put your money in your bra, damn girl you ratchet
Or you date a nigga for his car, damn girl you ratchet
You know exactly who you are, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
You ain't never been to church, damn girl you ratchet
Ain't got no money in your purse, damn girl you ratchet
You don't remember your first, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
[Lejerk Verse]
Ayo I know this little mami, she has a hella body
Probably, would've macked if I knew her less
She a problem she a mess, you never would've guessed
She give her boyfriend stress, coz she sleeping with the rest of the hommies
She even bapsed all the hommie's friends
Rocking dirty ass clothes 'til that motherf*cker tares
'Til it tares, I don't even wanna stare
'Coz there's nothing as ratchet as her motherf*cking hair
[Uhm]
But I don't even really care and she think she got me scared
Like ntwana 'sikho fair, she's as bad as she appears
I just hope she disappears and I tell her to her ears
Girl you ratchet, hell yea!
'Coz when I'm walking with my boys, trick
Always make a noise, trick
Think that she a hottie, trick
And her acting's so annoying
Don't wanna see her so this chick I be avoiding
Plus you think you fly so why the hell ain't you deploying?
[Hook]
If you put your money in your bra, damn girl you ratchet
Or you date a nigga for his car, damn girl you ratchet
You know exactly who you are, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
You ain't never been to church, damn girl you ratchet
Ain't got no money in your purse, damn girl you ratchet
You don't remember your first, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
[Intra Verse]
[It's I-N-T-R-A]
These ratchet tendencies come as surprise to many guys but never I
For I just realised that these broads they never nice
Oh my guy open your eyes because she smiles and hides her thighs, don't mean that she ain't comprised of ratchetness that's just disguise
She always down to get freaky, screw weekly she give it daily
Mainly it's stupidity that's synonymous to the word lady
It's crazy how you just g'n hate me thinking I'm hating all ladies, damn
I'm judging them Hatchet, I mean ratchet - If they like to bang
And what's weird mam, they baby mamas but this mam is never ever found with pram she dropped her baby then she ran
And she get so angry man, find her fighting with pot and pan
Then she claim she got game [haa] call it Ratchet and Clank
Pronounce the L in 'salmon'
Pronounce ballet as ballet
Got told she was wrong she say ratchê instead of ratchet now
Catch her watching soccer now and you know it's funny how she expects a bird to fly down when they call foul
Hook]
If you put your money in your bra, damn girl you ratchet
Or you date a nigga for his car, damn girl you ratchet
You know exactly who you are, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
You ain't never been to church, damn girl you ratchet
Ain't got no money in your purse, damn girl you ratchet
You don't remember your first, damn girl you ratchet
Yea girl you ratchet, oh that's so tragic
[Cole Verse]
G-G-Girl you are ratchet, I'm sorry it's true
You sucked on that d*ck, until you went blue
And not just one nigga you went for the crew [M.O.E]
Damn you like that lolly, you didn't even to chose
Cole on the flow every minute and hour
To my d*ck she destroy and devour
In the bed, couch, floor, shower
Ain't Yeezy but she got the power
She so so hot, so so good
Face so cute and that booty from the hood
That body, that attitude, ratchet-ry in all molecules
That fat vagina, that fat vagina, she does what I say
[Simon]
That fat ass, that fat ass, that jeans gotta be laminated
That fake smile, that foul mouth, she leaves d*cks contaminated
She ain't real that b*tch fake like her ass be animated
[Bridge]
R-A-T-C // H-E-T
Yea you know that girl and she hella thirsty
R-A-T-C // H-E-T
B*tch, you know exactly who you be
[Silva Verse]
[Yessur, Silva]
Okay, drop the facade girl [drop it] we know you ratchet [aha]
No need for acting [nope] it ain't attractive
There's something you've been lacking [lacking]
All the things you've been faking [faking]
One thing I keep asking, girl why you gotta be lying
Like high heels, you ain't tall hoe
Make up, you ain't light though
Fake hair, you blonde though
What the hell you wanna cry for
In that short skirt with no tights on
On the dance floor all night long
Busy showing off your black thong
Baby girl, it's just wrong
I look around and all I see be ratchet lames
Girl came to the party but she got period pains
And she try tell me her name but I ain't playing no games, 'coz I got nothing to gain
Haa, that sh*t just lame
She twirl her hair to the side but it's plastic
She fake with her like she made out of magic
She think she look good, talk about tragic
That chick really rachet, we should call her Ashley...
