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Ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em
Everybody, everybody got some ratchet in 'em

Booty shots lookin' good, Maliah-thick
Pretty

Skirts & Boots

Colt Ford

Every Chance I Get

2011

trucks

The boys are lined up for ladies night
They can't wait to get inside
They got one thing on their mind
Yeah

Skirts and boots looking so cute

oi
'Cause she heard that Harlem's realer
Omg she pretty pretty
Always get shy when she see me, see me
Barbies are throwing up K's
And they scream,

a friend
If you get burned then try again
Choose the beliefs you want to bend
And break em' by the fucking weekend

I'm a pretty, pretty, pretty boy
A city

a V12 sometimes
I feel like Roddy
Wear your seatbelt
Specially when riding
If you see 12
Get the fuck from around me
He tried extortion
And he ended up

pressure
(Unh)
What you tell em

Big check for a walk thru
Ran up some bands, I'm the man when I walk thru
Big boss, Ricky Ross, I'm the man that you talk

(Chorus) Looking fly like Pretty Ricky 
I can see that she wanna get JIGGY JIGGY  eh 
In the morning licky licky 
Leave a gal no choice but to pull

gang
Gang Gang Gang but I don't gangbang
Pretty bitch she want to be my main thang

Pretty bitch want to be the main
I hit a lick, It's a stain
I hit

by lookin' at the floor
Shoegazin', trigger warning on that motherfuckin' gore
Everybody talk like they took the risk
Some of y'all too small to be

there's something wrong with me
Or it's everybody else

Mainly manly but I got a little girly-girly
In my mind and my body it's a wurley-burley
Main man get

No i never really like to go dancing
Why? i’ll tell you 
Why? i’ll tell you
Everybody on the floor is too pretty
Everybody on the floor is too pretty

Independent Girl

Apache Indian

Real People

1998

Ranjha main Jogi (For centuries I've been your Ranja Jogi)

Me bawl, excuse please and beg me pardon
How your flowers pretty ina fe your garden
Bank

I'm cold, but I talk hot
So get down, get up at the same damn time
All these clique clowns spit up all these lame bland rhymes
I'm the main man,

came back with a semi
Tote the Glock in my designer don't get pretty Ricky
Shoot a nigga in his face I never show no pity
When she stabbed me in my

These people claim they saints
I'm not!
I give a fuck!
See you in hell!
I'm taking everybody wimme
I'm pretty,
Drop the R fam I'm shitty!
I'll see you in

that's fuckin up everybody

Get down on it good if you a shaker
I see you got him where you want him
Get your cake up
Drop it down to the flo' and get your

never get ahead cause they under us
They never focus on themselves they just wanna fuss
Too much hate up in my city
Everybody crying for some pity
Haters

a bitch, fuck tricking, I don't even retweet 'em
Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat
Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in

Now that I'm the main attraction 
Everybody want a piece of the action
Everybody want a piece of the dream
But christ's sake you ain't part of the team

again it gets pretty rough,
But when I have you in my arms baby,
You know I just can't, I just can't get enough.

Oh, Yeah

Everybody's gotta live,

Tunnel vision boy I'm just
Focused on money now
Get off the xan I wake up when the sun is out
I got me some bills when they
Said it's a funny style
I'm

the R8
Tunnel vision boy I'm just focused on money now
Get off the xan I wake up when the sun is out
I got me some bands and they thinking I'm funny style

gon flirt
Make me stop breathing bae take off your shirt
Head up young nigga you gotta stay alert
Don't get caught lacking don't get put on a shirt
Pull

hittin' in her colon
She on her reds then she stoke me with lotion (yeah)

No Pretty Ricky, but it's five in the mornin'
Tryna see what you into
I just