LYRICS
作词 : Shama Joseph/Hue Strother/Carlos St. John Phillips
作曲 : Shama Joseph/Hue Strother/Carlos St. John Phillips
Yes,it's good
Yeah, yeah, whoa
Pull up on em' like this
I pull up on em' like this
God bless the ratchets
B!tches s3xy, pornographic
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey
God bless the ratchets
She want it, gotta have it
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
She a savage, no compassion
Bad b!tches pull up on the westside
Bra$$in 'em, they can the let the lead fly
N!gga comin' straight up out the Bed-Stuy
Burn this m**********r like it's Left Eye
14 f**kin' karats see the gold
B!tches, you don't want them to overload
You might have to pull up on the road
I do it all, I took my oath
All my n!ggas they be with me
All my n!ggas they will let that m**********r fly
Won't let a n!gga forget me
N!gga do or die, do or die
N!gga homicide
God bless the ratchets
B!tches s3xy, pornographic
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey
God Bless the ratchets
She want it, gotta have it
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
She a savage, no compassion
Bad b!tches pull up on the westside
Bra$$in 'em, they can the let the lead fly
N!gga comin' straight up out the Bed-Stuy
Burn this m**********r like it's Left Eye
You ever seen a f**kin' b!tch with just way too much Gucci on? She might call the shots on you
30-inch weave, n!gga she could call the whole f**kin' block on you
Pull another dough, never took patrol
Always took my hoe, pullin' this is slow-mo
Pullin' down the road, racin' through the coke
N!gga know my name, like it Domino's
All my n!ggas they be with me
All my n!ggas they will let that m**********r fly
Won't let a n!gga forget me
N!gga do or die, do or die
N!gga homicide
God bless the ratchets
****ing sexy, pornographic
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey
God bless the ratchets
She want it, gotta have it
A b!tch bad, that ain't average
She a savage, no compassion
It's me and my compadres
I don't gotta do too much these days
Me and my compadres
You don't want them blah-blah-blah-blah be here
Ridin' til I die
I'm chasin' all them n!ggas from July
Screamin' homicide, homicide
'Till all of it's combined