Ratchet Heauxs

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

Fucking all boners' the songs she sings

Groupie hoes do groupie things

And it make you wanna kill the bitch

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

I said it make you wanna kill the bitch

Groupie hoes do groupie things.

You a ratchet ass set a nigga up

Boys, money ass, groupie ass, no class

Low cash, broke ass, bitch

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

Fucking all boners' the songs she sings

Groupie hoes do groupie things

And it make you wanna kill the bitch

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

I said it make you wanna kill the bitch

Groupie hoes do groupie things.

You a ratchet ass set a nigga up

Boys, money ass, groupie ass, no class

Low cash, broke ass, bitch

Steady shit talking, bitch get walking

You know I'm pissed off I don't talk like this often

You say I'm on a show over this tip

When it's 40 below snowing and shit

And still nothing cold as a bitch

She almost as low as a snitch

On a toad and pole of those who belong in the ditch

I had to give his mother the news

This chick set my home boy up

Niggas rushed in, whacked my home boy up

I'm fucking confused

She was in love with my dude,

Just my home boy's luck

He trusted the wrong hoe

50 thousands in jury, put his beautiful kids

On the funeral front row

And I'm 'posed to let it go, ok I feel you

But if I ever see you bitch, I'm a kill you

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

Fucking all boners' the songs she sings

Groupie hoes do groupie things

And it make you wanna kill the bitch

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

I said it make you wanna kill the bitch

Groupie hoes do groupie things.

You a ratchet ass reality show

Wanna star an ass,

Always looking pass a good hard working man

Ass bitch

See a broke nigga the hoe is laughing

Knowing damn well your account is over drafting

Fuck a regular nigga main she looking for a dry pick

Her goal is to marry him then divorce him on some half shit

If she don't get that far, with that star

She got some black mellon photographs to get that car

Or put them on media take out

He pulling the media cake out

Before the bomb drop in his back yard

And on facebook the bitch act hard

And soon as you see that groupie shit

Diss that broad

Don't be like me, you know how these girls are

They nuts over ours nuts kinds like squirrels are

I lift my problems, put my drama on the curl ball

Still my still my still my still my

Was on world star

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

Fucking all boners' the songs she sings

Groupie hoes do groupie things

And it make you wanna kill the bitch

Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things

I said it make you wanna kill the bitch

Groupie hoes do groupie things.

Yeah I put my trust in you

Ya know what I mean

I never would've thought you would do me like that