2 Chainz (tity Boi) - Mainstream Rachet lyrics

[Intro] Last night I bought the supermodel Got head on the way home She left her other friends at the club Got home, and I f**ed her with my chains on And that's ratchet huh? Her a** so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh (Woah bring it back) [Verse 1] Take your b**h like I'm the dog catcher Take your a** to the mall after Spa day, shawty k** that p**y, pallbearer You from that RuPaul era I'm from that hell nah era Real n***as say true Real n***as ain't you I ride around with that yapper on me Gun clad with my Glock up on me Surround your a** with so many shots You'll be claustrophobic Crib so big a dinosaur can run through that sh** I'm a shark, and you a tuna fish My paper up, got your girl with her ankles up Gangster boy [Bridge] She got her T-shirt and her panties on She trying to smell my cologne I can f** her anywhere I want I even f** her on the floor And thats ratchet huh? Her a** so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh (Woah bring it back) [Verse 2] I'm on top like a toupée You on the side like a toothache Box your a**, suitcase I'm real, you ain't Calamari, crab cakes My closet the size of your damn place You lookin' at a star I wish that they could add space I'm getting money, fast pace My hoes gave my cash straight He can't ball, castrate She the opposite of last place Do it, bust it open, slow it down, Robitussin My girl got a big a** Your girl got back pockets touching [Bridge] I want a dollar, I want everything Balls out, I let her hang Went shopping for a wedding ring Went on a double date with Molly and Mary Jane And thats ratchet huh? Her a** so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh [Verse 3] If you patch a weed that's ratchet My last album was cla**ic Shawty on my dica Backwards spells acid She pop a P like a zany She'll use no hands and no panties She rock like nose candy You f** with me, ain't no plan B I'm a D boy with a degree I sold dope in my momma's home My girl p**y deep (deep) So right there is my comfort zone Born alone, die alone Mud in my styrofoam She got on top of me like a stage, I said use my dick as a microphone