Joe Moses - Ratchets lyrics

[Intro:] Buck I see you Mustard on the beat ho! [Verse 1:] Fat p**y Hit it from the back p**y Run a lap, Marathon Make a track p**y Jack p**y f** it in the trap p**y Have a n***a k**in' other n***as, if you have p**y Wait a second no pants, Air tight And only club if your hair and nails right f** them red bottom jays for the fair price Knock a n***a down with you friend, You the share type Rack city Tyga said rack city Black fifty Gucci with the black dickies Back with me Man I go all in Twitter fan, tell the b**h you can call in Ass like Nicky Never leave a hicky Got a n***a in the b**h, f** waitin' you picky You ain't ever been MickyYou a fool on the meat f** what they talkin' bout' you a fool in the sheets [Hook:] "She holla" Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at Hut one, hut two, I'm the quarter back f** a pretty b**h gotta let you have it I don't do this for the motherf**ing 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:] Verse two Sadity man I hate those Go bowling in her p**y, A hole Nice face but her a** 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 n***a weird, Pacquiao Left her in the studio, a** up face down Pretty b**hes gon' hate we don't need that Where the ratchets at, tell me where the ratchets at Shake your a** 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, I'm the quarter back f** a pretty b**h gotta let you have it I don't do this for the mutha f**in' 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