20 Ratchets BeatKing (Ft. K Carbon)

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[Chorus: BeatKing]
20 ratchets, 20 hood hoes
Bend it over, make your knees touch your elbows (Man, BeatKing—)
I don't wanna see your face, head down, hol' up, bitch
I don't wanna see your face
(Why yo face so ugly?)
Hol' up, I don't wanna see your face (Yeah yeah, bitch drop)
I don't wanna see your face (Yeah yeah, hol' up)
20 ratchets, 20 hood hoes (Hol' up)
Bend it over, make your knees touch your elbows

[Verse 1: BeatKing]
Hol' up, ayy
If that rent due, stomp the stage
Stomp the stage, stripper bitch, stomp the stage
Club Godzilla, smash a bitch and her partner
Never text a girl back fast, I got options
20 ratchet hoes, bend it over, touch your toes
I know you want thе dick, yeah, your homegirl, she told
Gavе me head, then tried to kiss me on the ear, is you sick?
Bitch, I don't want my ear smellin' like dick
Rich nigga, throw this gwop up
Throw that ass, get me rocked up
She say we can't kiss, 'cause her baby daddy locked up
Hah, trick, I don't kiss, but you can kiss this dick
Trash like to fuck for 40 dollars, R.I.P. to Pimp
Hold up, bitch