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like Baby and B.G. I want that Cash Money
the fast money i'm addicted to this fast life
just like a drunk i'm smoking crack out that glass pipe
yo ass
off your shoulders

(Project Pat)
Mister murderer robbers
Niggas with some charges
You fake mothafuckas
We gonna finish what you started
Yo heart is
Some people hate that Project Pat and Juicy J on the spot
We pay cash for our cars that we push off the lot
Back in the say they use to say this
to kick 
Down watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin 
You know Project Pat is there your nigga down to make some fizz

[DJ Paul]
From the uterus
see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

(Project Pat
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?

Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown man
If your ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor bound man that's
see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

(Project Pat
with my young niggas
Project Pat, in the bank with them skis on triggers 
Real killers roll round here, lookin for some prey
Low key behind tinted
lieutenant
Black Phantom wit' the black guts and I'm in it

[Chorus]

Fuck it I'm a blast off, take my mask off
Blow ya fuckin' ass off give me the cash
the chamber for you weak ass coward)
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved

I'mma introduce me, Project Pat, I keep it real
I'mma introduce you, you's a sucka
cash is my life
Sipping Sprite and breaking mics, winning money, shaking dice
Hitting licks and shaking vikes, you want three chickens pay the price
lieutenant
Black Phantom wit' the black guts and I'm in it

[Chorus]

Fuck it I'm a blast off, take my mask off
Blow ya fuckin' ass off give me the cash
a swigga
My style, ladies intoxicated by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child

You need to feel how sweet the skills be
To come
some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow
Its 5:13 by the clock on the wall
Motherfuckers move so I can make a phone call

Shit is getting late
my own consultant
Married to the money, f-ck the world, that's adultery
You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk

Young Money
work the projects whackness
and in a few weeks I'd get my check
now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window
so I can get some cash to pay for
I've seen a man raise his hand on the stand he testify
Spoke on a homicide
Amongst other things
Even shared my triple beam dreams

A project minded
Man, Project Pat in the house 
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money 
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot 
Better
they cash right
Keep em' keep em' in the mall fresh, ball every night

That's my life
I come through any time I want to and hit that ass right
Up
Say you need some extra cash to pay for college with
And it just so happens I got a lot of it
Spin around the pole while you're doing splits
By
pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood,
to the money, fuck the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk
Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop
spirits, and money's never made
"Its hip to be suqare" is Roger's main motto
Cash coming out of his ass like he hit lotto
He reminices on all the bad years