Real Ratchet (Hi-Point)

I like my bitches (All of my bitches) Real Ratchet Slobber when you suck baby, f*ck being classy (Like this daddy?) Hell yeah real nasty (Aye) When I say slow down, go even faster She got that bonnet on (Yes) And then thighs ate her shorts up Tank top, no bra, hell yeah, I lucked up (Yes) If your baby daddy calls, tell that nigga wassup What if he finds out? I don't really give a f*ck (Ha) Should've took care of his kid, that got his bitch fucked Now that nigga all in my phone tryna meet up (Uh) Put him on his pockets like a man, told him get up (Get Up) If he still got a problem, bet that tooley fix stuff Nail him with the hammer, stomp him out in Alexanders (Aye) He was talking crazy, that boy should've had some manners (Yeah) Pillow talking slander, and you got bad grammar Might call this song "Hi-Point", it's a jammer (Woo) I like my bitches, Real Ratchet Slobber when you suck baby, f*ck being classy (Like this daddy?) Hell yeah real nasty When I say slow down, go even faster I like my bitches, Real Ratchet Slobber when you suck baby, f*ck being classy (Like this daddy?) Hell yeah real nasty When I say slow down, go even faster