B the Alphamale - The Rachet Song

Give me that
Give me that
Give me that
Give me ball
Give me ball
Bitch I'm nice
Bitch I'm nice
Give me that thing
Give me that thing
They want to fight
They want to fight
Street cred and stripe
Street cred and stripe
They all hype
All hype
Niggas might get stretched out tonight
Get them
I'm from the triple D
These niggas know me
Official like a whistle
Bitch I'm the referee
And the player
And the player
You a spectator
It's layers to the game
Niggas chasing likes and fame
It's dame time
Dame time
Dame dollar
Dame dollar
I'm for real about mine
Rip a nigga collar
Middle finger to you and your fake followers
You can speak with respect or you can scream and holler
Separate real from the weak
Here for the money and the peace
Nigga don't test me try me
Scribe me
I'm a alpha
I'm a beast
Black nine millimeter on the seat
Nigga think he a chef
Nigga think he want beef
We could sort it out like a motherfucker
Nigga get stretched out in the middle of the street
Give me ball
Give me ball
Bitch I'm nice
Bitch I'm nice
Give me that thing
Give me that thing
They want to fight
They want to fight
Street cred and stripe
Street cred and stripe
They all hype
All hype
Niggas might get stretched out tonight
Get them
Nigga about the ego game
Nigga want to play with the things
Hit them with a smoking gun
Lu Kang su sang
John wayne
John wayne
John wayne
Better understand how to handle pain
Nigga better act right
Nigga better talk nice
Hang with niggas a 'nit wrapped tight
Get your man for his brain need EMT man
Gripping wood wheel and gripping grain
I'm from texas boy oakcliff man
Better calm your nerves
Hit the mary jane
If it don't make dollars
Don't make sense man
A' nit shit gonna never ever change
Understand how to pull back on the raines
Chill with a mill ticket
With a big thicket
And maintain whip a range rover man
Hit a thick bit and make her sing
Do something strange for a little change
Shake your thang
Jangle lang
Jangle lang
Make a nigga feel rich how she do it do it man
How I watch it make a nigga entertained
Make them wanna pull out the big vein
Bring the heat
Hit the sheet
Beat the cheeks
Freak-a-leek
Oops
Big stain
Give me ball
Give me ball
Bitch I'm nice
Bitch I'm nice
Give me that thing
Give me that thing
They want to fight
They want to fight
Street cred and stripe
Street cred and stripe
They all hype
All hype
Niggas might get stretched out tonight
Get them

Written by:
Barry Wallace

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