Ll Cool J - Ratchet lyrics

rate me

One more time

I want it to be perfect

Ah man

She got a lot of game, B

She’s so ratchet, she’s so ratchet

But she’s so bad we could throw cash at it

First I’m gonna smash it, then I’m gonna leave it

You ain’t gonna do me like you did, hear me

I’mma get my (can I have some cash?)

It’s time to get rid of yo ratchet ass

I’mma get my (and where the money for gas?)

I should’ve never been with your ratchet ass

She gave up the dreams, lady coming with the games

Standing in the mirror, trying on my chains

Smiley.. baby you want some champagne?

You need a towel, you going out the train

If so, can I drop the Range?

Pick up Melissa, Jennifer and Lorraine?

Hah man, here we go

The last dude you was with must’ve been slow

Ever since your girlfriend made the intro

Tinted, you’re all packed up in the rental

You gave me a look that made it real simple

We could get it in, you know.. a video

But I ain’t rich and you ain’t Kinkaid

Cancel the cameras, we could fuck all day

Make a pit stop, hit it in the hallway

Apartment upstairs is bump it Cool J

Tell me this later, holding my hand

Got your head up on my chest like I’m really your man

I’m thinkin’to myself, is this part of the plan?

Where you going with this? Don’t understand

She’s so ratchet, she’s so ratchet

But she’s so bad we could throw cash at it

First I’m gonna smash it, then I’m gonna leave it

You ain’t gonna do me like you did, hear me

I’mma get my (can I have some cash?)

It’s time to get rid of yo ratchet ass

I’mma get my (and where the money for gas?)

I should’ve never been with your ratchet ass

Hunger Games begun

Sitting on the side of my bed, count my 1’s

Talking bout you and me would make a cool son

Convincing me, you ain’t really seeing no one

I love spending time with you, it’s so fun

But thinkin’ to myself.. bitch please, I’m done

Your shit’s unreal

I guess I should blame it on them damn high heels

The way your skin look when your silk gloss peel

That damn DiAngelo and his how does it feel

You went from jump off to G4 jets

Poor type of baller saying I got necks

I should’ve ignored you when you sent that text

No, I couldn’t afford you when we first had sex

Had to do it anyway

And I would do this shit all over any day

Cuz you a nasty thing

Drive me up the walls with the skills you bring

But I hope you’re okay with a little Burger King

Cuz the bills be whoppers when you find diamonds

She’s so ratchet, she’s so ratchet

But she’s so bad we could throw cash at it

First I’m gonna smash it, then I’m gonna leave it

You ain’t gonna do me like you did, hear me

I’mma get my (can I have some cash?)

It’s time to get rid of yo ratchet ass

I’mma get my (and where the money for gas?)

I should’ve never been with your ratchet ass

My pockets feel light

Woke up this morning and something wasn’t right

The numbers are all off

You got your hands done and it looks all soft

Here if I’m in not no place

You giving me the innocent poker face

I feel weird when we embrace

You treat my house like it’s our place

And you go hard in the bed

Am I doing that much or do you need meds?

I mean I believe what you said

But you was screaming and she was giving me head

Aggressive shoppin and credit card droppin

Relax baby, ain’t none of hat poppin

Once that starts ain’t no stopping

The swap meat got real good cottage

She’s so ratchet, she’s so ratchet

But she’s so bad we could throw cash at it

First I’m gonna smash it, then I’m gonna leave it

You ain’t gonna do me like you did, hear me

I’mma get my (can I have some cash?)

It’s time to get rid of yo ratchet ass

I’mma get my (and where the money for gas?)

I should’ve never been with your ratchet ass