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Sixty hoes ain't get drugged by Bill Cosby
Can we be honest? If you broke, then just say that
We ain't finna argue over hoes, I don't play that
I just

city ratchet let em know who you wit
Yea My city ratchet Tampa on the map bitch
Who you wit

Play with ya mammy nigga who you wit
You from the bay

would you be there by my side
Drop the window clip extended let it rain down on the opps
Never trust the word of bitches keep it loyal if i'm sentenced

me, go and get me tatted
Bitch, if you love me, go and get this package
I hit the bougie bitches and the ratchet
Switch on the Glock and now it's

aye
Let it all work out
Let it all work out

1991, Big Duck had a nigga named Lil Jeff
Started from the bottom, now a nigga so high, you gotta

wit it we can get it on
Four door in that white tee its so exciting
When I took her hand its like I'm struck by lightning
Shawty I been hearing things

Yeah (Lil Slip)
Yeah (bitch, it's Lil Slip)
I got an emo bitch, she look like she in Paramore (let's go)
With these hunnids in my jeans, I could buy

I get a little bit high
Just enough to get by
Fighting demons in my mind
I get a little  bit loose
With a little bit of Booze
Just to cruise

to the switching
Shame the real ones turn to snitching
Don't it get twisted
I'm up at night
Said I'm up all night

They getting ratchet
I pulled out ratchet
She

Dead Presidents

Yo Gotti

Rather You Than Me

2017

presidents
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
Dead

practice

Let 'em have it, grab the ratchet
Nigga get wacked in
Talkin' 'bout all that wack shit
Don't give it the satisfaction
I know you just want

me feeling tragic so I grabbed the ratchet
I aimed and I blew at the opps face
Had to get that get back Onna same day
Ain't nun change cuz I'm still in

You just my lil distraction yuh
Don't mean to get all dramatic yuh
But we are heartbroken and sadden yuh
We is not alright
We are just broken
So

Bitch I'm with lil 3 throughout the week you know we throwing 4's
Rockin' my G Fazos bet nobody get close to my toes
Both my neck and wrist on froze
Fuck

silly
You get racks?
Oh, really? Lil' bitch, know I count by millies
Fuck with me, you know I'm spilling
Bitch, I flow just like I'm Millie

Can't be like

Aunt Dot

Lil' Kim

The Notorious K.I.M.

2000

Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?

[Lil' Kim]
She called me by my government name, Kimberly
Who sent you?

[Lil' Shanice]
My mom sent me; her

he ain't get to live half his life
I was five I seen them
Lock my dad casket tight
And since then I've been clutching
On the ratchet tight

It was '05

Let's go,
My Balmains, they be hangin' low (Lil Uzi)
That .40 with a .30 on my side, fuck nigga, don't get smoked (baow)
These R&B ass niggas wasn't

was locked up in a cell
I was there by myself, I ain't even get no mail
In my own head, I was going through hell

But some voices inside me said, you

slap including your kids
My results are big fact
Like Boosie talk shit and get clapped
Call me Franz Ferdinand it'll start a war if you touch me

The Hand Clap

Big Poppa

51/50 Ratchet

2007

wake, we make your hand clap
Just stay at home
You got a pocket full of money (ahhh)
Oohh that's wazzup
Let me catch you by the bathroom
You gone get

ain't had no time to bust
I see an opp, I get that rush, he ain't leavin' with no crutch (grrah)
12 kickin' in the trap, I gotta swallow, I gotta flush

a witness to me
Cold fifty gets you sizzled, this a game of keeps
She let her youngin slip away and then she blame the streets
Lured in by the chicken that

let me see everybody do this
Hey! Let's go! (Hey)

Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it (ayy)
Let me see