[Verse 1: Jay 305]
I'm that n***a, same old n***a
Ain't sh** changed, name getting bigga
Hoes be choosin, hoochies be rooting
f** is you doing? b**h start screwing
I ain't here to play games witcha or kiss ya
b**h youzza flipper, be on them dolphins
Since the 8th grade b**h you been tossin
They used to call you choo-choo at Dorsey
Seen her at Stars? Yeah at the back doe
In and out the club? Yeah that's that ho
Kicking it with rappers? Yeah that's that ho
f**in with athletes? Yeah that's that ho
Anywhere the money is, is where the p**y go
She made a career off her p**y ho
Damn shame cause the b**h she still broke
No judgin'
Freak show, iChat, no cuffin'
[Hook]
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you ratchet
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you past it
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you ratchet
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you past it
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Twenty years in, you can't help but respect it
That's your retirement fund
I blew that on a necklace
In the club she bounce it
Hold my buzz, she ratchet
I gon' k** the p**y, I should buy her a casket
These hoes don't want to be safe
These hoes just want to get paid
Tryna Captain Save These Hoes, I ought to hang you by your cape
Bet she got her Phd, baby girl a head doctor
b**hes flocking to my section
They gon' follow all the sparklers
Homie watch your b**h when you bring her to the club, if you love her
You know she a flip, take your b**h to my room and f** her
Man I know these broke n***as can't stand us
So police a** n***a why don't you stop trying to handcuff
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Ain't sh** change, still young Khalifa
Big a** chain, rolling up reefer
Throwing up the gang, reppin' that Taylor
Real n***as break a b**h first, they don't pay for it
[?] Brand new Ferrari
Your b**h say she wanna f** me I'm sorry
Jay 305, ya that's that one song
TGOD, I f** her with my chucks on
[?] what you gon' do
We heard you a flip you a b**h we ain't f**ing with you
New clothes, new car, new everything
Heard she down to f** the whole squad and do everything
Well they must be pissed, cus these hoes ain't sh**
Acting brand new when you the old model
Like the first camera phone from Sprint
[Hook]
[Verse 4: YG]
L.A. Ratchet
I heard that p**y burn like acid
[?] thought you had the studio on [?]
I hope my n***a ain't here to bareback
Afro on the clit that's a no no
Youzza neighborhood flip, they call you [?]
You at the county getting food stamps you [?]
I'm on World Star looking at new new
In Hollywood every night, ratchet
You lettin' n***as hit it raw, you nasty
Been on your knees s**ing dick so they ashy
You got a trip to pay for everything [?]
I pa**ed it, ace thrashed it
Flying out of town f** them n***as shooting ba*tards
(You don't know me)
b**h ya I do
(You don't know me)
b**h ya I do
Youzza flip
[Hook]