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Ghetto & Ratchet
Connie Diiamond
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(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
(Ayo, A, it's the beat for me)
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit'll get lit, where the matches?
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Stuntin' on niggas, that ain't in my bracket
If you want the cookie, gotta tax it
All of my exes wish I was average
Snap back pussy, got 'em like elastic
Now let's get it, how we move
I'm in tune with the trappers and goons
Bitches was sleep, I was hittin' the snooze
Yellow tape, I put a bitch on the news
Like, I be linin' these niggas, they food
You fall in love, you be sendin' him nudes
After I fuck him, I give him the boot
I be hidin' and duckin', he think I'm his boo (Haha)
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest (Haha, ha)
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit'll get lit, where the matches? (Shit'll get lit)
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek (Slime)
Pop, pop, pop, automatics (Ayy, AR)
I be clearin' these niggas like TSA (Grrah)
3-0 in the clip like a GPA (Thirty)
I be treatin' real life like it's GTA (Uh-huh)
Slime Drench on ya block, nigga, PSA (Slime Drench)
Better tell 'em I'm paying for lows (I'm paying for lows)
Special appearance, I'll come to ya show (I'll come to ya show)
I be right in ya concert clappin' (Pull up and pack 'em)
I take care of my dogs, I'm like Petco (I take care of my dogs)
Brody fiending to drill, I'm, Let's go" (Out)
Bullets comin' in threes like some retros (Like some threes)
Hit his head, that shit louder than headphones
Pull-up with a fellow, pop up like, "Hello"
Seven to his chest, nigga think he Melo
Coolin' with a yellow and she got the metal
You know how I get, I like my bitches ghetto (Ghetto and ratchet)
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit'll get lit, where the matches? (Shit'll get lit)
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit'll get lit, where the matches?
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
(Connie, you're serious, right?)
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