Tyga - Ratchet lyrics

[Intro] Mustard on the beat ho! [Verse 1: Tyga] Trap p**y, f** her in a black hoodie f**ing in the house, while Momma cookin Them tacos, b**h I need two mo' Knock the p**y out the park; Pujols Ass Sumo, all gold two door b**hes wanna hammer baby, but this ain't Juno You know, I got the ratchet on me cause I'm too on Know where I'm from streets getting hotter than Tucson (Augh!) Rachet City, welcome to the real 50's Creased Dickies, n***a don't be conversing with me Brought the silks out n***as say I'm looking Biggie p**y ain't sh**, but the hoes will make me richer Shh, ha, money in the mattress Now it's money in the mansion, I'm throwing money she dancing I'm a motherf**in G, hella path for a bachelor Ratchet, hating n***as hacking Tell me where the... [Hook] Where the ballers at, ask me where the ballers at Hut one, hut two, im 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: Joe Moses] 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 dont 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]