LL Cool J — Ratchet

[Hook] 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 him either I’mma get mine (Can I have some cash?) It’s time to get rid of yo ratchet ass I’mma get mine (Can I have a little money for gas?) I should’ve never been with your ratchet ass [Verse 1] She gave up the dreams, lady coming with the games Standing in the mirror, trying on my chains Smiling, 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, video But I ain’t ray jay you ain't kim k Cancel the cameras, we could fuck all day Make a pit stop, hit it in the hallway Apartment upstairs is bumping 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 [Hook] [Verse 2] Hunger Games begun Sitting on the side of my bed, count my ones Talking about 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 D'Angelo 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 Cause 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 Cause the bills be whoppers when you fine dining [Hook] [Verse 3] My pockets feel light Woke up this morning and something wasn’t right The numbers are all off You got your hair done and it looks all soft Can't find my 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 as you was giving me head Aggressive shoppin' and credit card droppin' Relax baby, ain’t none of that poppin' Once that starts ain’t no stopping Cause my meat got real good cotton [Hook]