Hurricane Chris feat. Lil Boosie - Ratchet Lyrics

Lyrics Ratchet - Hurricane Chris feat. Lil Boosie



(I ain't no ratchet)
(Man?)
(You got me f**ked up, you know what, take me home.)
Hurrincane Chris:
Aye, off top I'ma ratchet n**ga
(Ratchet)
So you already know I'm gettin' ratchet wit it.
(Ratchet wit it.)
'Cause everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Just when that one ***** be stuntin' in his baby momma car.
Ran out a gas in his baby momma car.
When his baby momma calling go out to da phone.
'Cause he know she gonna tell 'em yo ratchet a** home.
Tonight we going hard 'til the lights come on.
Tell da DJ play da Hurricane, thats my song.
Took a break for a minute, now I'm back in my zone.
And don't nobody try to jack him 'cause he packin' da chrome.
In da club spendin' money but i like beer too.
That's ratchet as hell, girl shame on you.
I did paid 500 for da brand new J's.
Had on da some clothes for the last two days.
Yo sista, brotha, annie, yo uncle
50 years old in da clu with da youngstas.
Yo niece offered a leash,
17, but be tellin' people she 23.
DAMN!!
I'm just keepin' a g.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
Even me.
She know I hit 'er sister but she still lemme be.
I been done that s**t so many times I can't speak.
Now that's the definition of a real life freak,
And I'm the definition of a real life beast,
So drop it to da floor bust it open I wanna see,
The way she workin' that pole I might just throw her a g.
(Uh!)
Aye, off top I'ma ratchet n**ga
(Ratchet)
So you already know I'm gettin' ratchet wit it.
(Ratchet wit it.)
'Cause everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
(Boozie Badazz)
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em.
(Uh huh!)
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
(I'm so ratchet)
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Boozie Badazz
Booty shots lookin' good malah thick.
Pretty face, damn she need her teeth fixed.
(Ratchet)
And her cousin real bad she petite thick.
But her breath,
Smell like she been eatin s**t.
I need to look in a mirror I'm sorry.
5 different baby momma should on my wrist.
My cousin ratchet, you be sexin' my cousin
My bared Instagram flexin' I ain't even money.
I know this girl out da hood she be floss,
STOP!
My boy get them ***** from Micheal Coors lot.
(Bling, Bling!)
Miley a dog touch gonna cause hell.
Stole all the maces, ratchet a**
Back in jail.
I know this girl gettin' money, she a hustla,
Plus she had da uncle, da nephew, da brothas,
I know this chick threw up on my ****.
Wipe myself off put it and I'm on ratchet.
Aye, off top I'ma ratchet n**ga
(Ratchet)
So you already know I'm gettin' ratchet wit it.
(Ratchet wit it.)
'Cause everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
(Uh!)
She be tryna act perfect
Hundred dolla bill, she ain't even much worth it.
(NO!)
(Uh!)
Girl you know you ratchet, Instagram flexin' wit income taxes.
Louie Vuitton purse, oh yeah she looking classy.
But her kids sleepin' on a air mattress.
New pants, new shoes, and a Gucci coat.
Envision it's the only s**t at the front door.
Be out by tomorrow, that's what they say.
But he was runnin' 'round actin' lie he had cake.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Some got alot, some got a little.
(Uh!)
I be going my thing, I keep a bunch of bad yellow bones hollin' my name.
Before we get back to the room I be gettin' some brain.
(Gettin' some brain?)
Yup, gettin' some brain.
I got my n**gas wit me too, so we runnin' a train.
I like hit her from the a** while they wearin' my chain.
I'ma make it Hurricane, we makin' it rain.
Make, makin' it rain we da ratchet gang.
(Uh! Yeah!)
Aye, off top I'ma ratchet n**ga
(Ratchet)
So you already know I'm gettin' ratchet wit it.
(Ratchet wit it.)
'Cause everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
(You triflin')
(You got me bent homegirl).
(Take me home!)
(Well how 'bout you walk home)
(I ain't walkin' nowhere)
(Why you even came wit me, don't even know why you got in the car with me)
(I should of never been f**kin' with you from the beginning)
Aye, off top I'ma ratchet n**ga
(Ratchet)
So you already know I'm gettin' ratchet wit it.
(Ratchet wit it.)
'Cause everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em.
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em, ratchet in 'em.
Everybody got some ratchet in 'em,
Everybody everybody got some ratchet in 'em.




Hurricane Chris feat. Lil Boosie - Ratchet
Album Ratchet
date of release
30-09-2014



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