| Last night I bought the supermodel
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| Got head on the way home
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| She left her other friends at the club
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| Got home, and I fucked her with my chains on
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| And that’s ratchet huh?
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| Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
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| (Woah bring it back)
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| Take your bitch like I’m the dog catcher
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| Take your ass to the mall after
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| Spa day, shawty
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| Kill that pussy, pallbearer
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| You from that RuPaul era
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| I’m from that hell nah era
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| Real niggas say true
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| Real niggas ain’t you
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| I ride around with that yapper on me
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| Gun clad with my Glock up on me
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| Surround your ass with so many shots
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| You’ll be claustrophobic
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| Crib so big a dinosaur can run through that shit
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| I’m a shark, and you a tuna fish
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| My paper up, got your girl with her ankles up
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| Gangster boy
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| She got her T-shirt and her panties on
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| She trying to smell my cologne
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| I can fuck her anywhere I want
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| I even fuck her on the floor
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| And thats ratchet huh?
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| Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
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| (Woah bring it back)
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| I’m on top like a toupée
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| You on the side like a toothache
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| Box your ass, suitcase
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| I’m real, you ain’t
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| Calamari, crab cakes
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| My closet the size of your damn place
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| You lookin' at a star
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| I wish that they could add space
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| I’m getting money, fast pace
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| My hoes gave my cash straight
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| He can’t ball, castrate
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| She the opposite of last place
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| Do it, bust it open, slow it down, Robitussin
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| My girl got a big ass
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| Your girl got back pockets touching
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| I want a dollar, I want everything
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| Balls out, I let her hang
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| Went shopping for a wedding ring
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| Went on a double date with Molly and Mary Jane
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| And thats ratchet huh?
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| Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
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| If you patch a weed that’s ratchet
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| My last album was classic
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| Shawty on my dica
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| Backwards spells acid
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| She pop a P like a zany
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| She’ll use no hands and no panties
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| She rock like nose candy
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| You fuck with me, ain’t no plan B
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| I’m a D boy with a degree
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| I sold dope in my momma’s home
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| My girl pussy deep (deep)
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| So right there is my comfort zone
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| Born alone, die alone
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| Mud in my styrofoam
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| She got on top of me like a stage
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| I said use my dick as a microphone |