[Chorus: Heembeezy]
I think it's too late, she wanna fuck me once her nigga hit the freeway
She on the D’usse, doing whatever that we say
Baby, a ratchet, yeah, the type to get freaky
She pretty in the face, but she hella mean
I'ma beat the yacci up, I'm a do my thing
I'ma make her scream
Bitch, told me I was broke, I pulled a 20 ball out and sent her ass home, that bitch gotta go
[Verse 1: Heembeezy]
When I get up in the Benz, I can't leave my pole
Nigga it's war outside, this shit ain't no joke
And I can't trust no bitch, she might fuck my bro
But I love me a ratchet, I put it in her throat
Before you walk in the door, give me your phone
Bitch look sneaky, she just might get give the opps my lo
I’m always pulling more than ten when I see the accountant
Bitch, I bet your nigga never seen a hundred thousand
You got all that booty, baby, can I see you bounce it?
I done broke the bitch back, now I got her slouching
You got all that booty, baby, can I see you bounce it?
I done broke the bitch back, now I got her slouching
[Chorus: Heembeezy]
I think it's too late, she wanna fuck me once her nigga hit the freeway
She on the D’usse, doing whatever that we say
Baby, a ratchet, yeah, the type to get freaky
She pretty in the face, but she hella mean
I'ma beat the yacci up, I'm a do my thing
I'ma make her scream
Bitch, told me I was broke, I pulled a 20 ball out and sent her ass home, that bitch gotta go
I think it's too late, she wanna fuck me once her nigga hit the freeway
She on the D’usse, doing whatever that we say
Baby, a ratchet, yeah, the type to get freaky
She pretty in the face, but she hella mean
I'ma beat the yacci up, I'm a do my thing
I'ma make her scream
Bitch, told me I was broke, I pulled a 20 ball out and sent her ass home, that bitch gotta go
[Verse 1: Heembeezy]
When I get up in the Benz, I can't leave my pole
Nigga it's war outside, this shit ain't no joke
And I can't trust no bitch, she might fuck my bro
But I love me a ratchet, I put it in her throat
Before you walk in the door, give me your phone
Bitch look sneaky, she just might get give the opps my lo
I’m always pulling more than ten when I see the accountant
Bitch, I bet your nigga never seen a hundred thousand
You got all that booty, baby, can I see you bounce it?
I done broke the bitch back, now I got her slouching
You got all that booty, baby, can I see you bounce it?
I done broke the bitch back, now I got her slouching
[Chorus: Heembeezy]
I think it's too late, she wanna fuck me once her nigga hit the freeway
She on the D’usse, doing whatever that we say
Baby, a ratchet, yeah, the type to get freaky
She pretty in the face, but she hella mean
I'ma beat the yacci up, I'm a do my thing
I'ma make her scream
Bitch, told me I was broke, I pulled a 20 ball out and sent her ass home, that bitch gotta go
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