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take da charge - sonni montana lyrics

she a ratchet ass b*tch
ain’t got no class
ain’t got no dow
i don’t even know
if she out in the streets for real
but she f*cking me like she a hoe
hit her on the weekend
straight in the deep end
cause through the weekdays
she going ghost
get full of that za
and get full of that jack
and i’m gripping her cat
and we making a toast
i don’t even even know
if she keep it a hundred
but i know her head so fire fasho
i don’t even know
why she asking for money
she only get d*ck get high and roll
ain’t having nothing
if we ain’t locked in
i’m taking about
tighter than locks on a doors
she only f*cking with me
cause i’m up
she know i get litter
than fire on stoves
i got a b*tch in the east
and a b*tch
in the west side of memphis
they both know the code
i want to f*ck them together
but one f*ck me better
the other one f*cking me slow
world so small
my other lil b*tch trapping wigs
and they both shopping with her
she cold
having it all
soon as i let go a b*tch
from the roster
a new one upload
always a b*tch from about
three years ago
trying to tarnish my name
cause i ain’t give her more
all that c*ck blocking
that sh*t ain’t gone stop me
you know if she with it
you know she gone go
you know is she with me
you know she gone go
he tucking his b*tch
cause he know she a fold
you know what i sip
when i’m pouring a four
i got love for the wok
ain’t got love for the hoe
she a ratchet type broad
and her life is hard
if the feds pull us over
she gone take the charge
she a scamming ass b*tch
all she know is fraud
he down there linked up
with the b*tch
she went and froze his card
she a ratchet type broad
and her life is hard
if the feds pull us over
she gone take the charge
she a scamming ass b*tch
all she know is fraud
he down there linked up
with the b*tch
she went and froze his card

roll my weed and pour my lean
she doing whatever i tell her to do
sneaking out the bed
shawty living in the house
with her n*gga
just to give me head in the booth
she a lil ratchet b*tch
i can send my packages
to her house it’s cool
i don’t even care
if she stay with the n*gga
if that n*gga touch my sh*t he through
i keep it p
so presidential
if we out of town
we gone tint out the rental
she hold the za and i hold the pistol
if twelve get behind us
she taking it with her
i get the bread sent to your sister
bonding you out
soon as they hit dismissal
burning you out we get high as a missal
keep it low key we go live on finsta
cause she a ratchet type broad
and her life is hard
constantly telling me she love me
but i know that she fraud
and she gone do whatever
to keep me straight
don’t care what she doing
long as i’m ok
you ain’t talking about money
get the f*ck out my face
you ain’t bringing in money
can’t come to my place
yeah and i’m getting richer
young lit n*gga
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
blunt be bigger
rolling backwoods
i don’t f*ck with no swishers
off that liquor
she do whatever for me
i don’t l!ck her
i just paint pictures
came on her face
and you linked up with her
she a ratchet type broad
and her life is hard
if the feds pull us over
she gone take the charge
she a scamming ass b*tch
all she know is fraud
he down there linked up
with the b*tch
she went and froze his card
she a ratchet type broad
and her life is hard
if the feds pull us over
she gone take the charge
she a scamming ass b*tch
all she know is fraud
he down there linked up
with the b*tch
she went and froze his card

- sonni montana lyrics

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