Lyrics:
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat
The #1 ringtone! It's goin' down!
Don't call me no more
And don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia
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tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
to jail no a mo' mo'
(Chorus x2)
(Project Pat)
Ba-ba-buka chickens don't be kissin me
Like Alfred Hitchcock this really ain't no mystery
Tha game don't
Call me Molasses
Louie Chinchilla
Thick Louie glasses
Dark skin like ashes
Count up they cashes
Check after check dog
No mo wearing maskes
Mouth
please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken heads
(x4)
(Project Pat)
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in back
gelled up
Nigga pop with the glock
In a pine fuckin' box
Don't you try to call the fuckin' cop
Cause a nigga ain't gonna stop
(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', jack
don't dance no mo'
Yeah, uh, yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished, let me dress it up and made it seem
on a nigga named rob (Call him rob)
Stand up straight
Walked past the mirror cause I'm just that great
Call me the goat cause I ain't no ho
All the niggas that
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
hit me back
I'd rather pimp a bitch I feel like project pat
She popping pussy selling lashes and 50 sacks
She don't pay no car note she got a good trick
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
(What we doin' is sittin' around chillin')
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
(What we doin' is sittin' around chillin')
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo
fuckin calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.
[Boogelou] (talkin)
I gotcha, what happened?
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Man, I was messin off wit my
make her dance
So now I'm throwin' money
It's the only time I will
These hoes can't get a dollar from me
I don't need no Gucci sneaks or Louis V
Just
that
LUMBERJACK PAT
They call me Lumberjack Pat
Lumber Lumberjack Pat
When I yell out timber
Ya'll best fucking step back
Where I am its going down
do it myself
I'm straight off the project step
I'm straight off the project step
Jump on that Pyrex, yeah
We ain't gotta call no help, huh
I'ma do it
illuminated by a star
The only star so large many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
And what
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken heads
(x4)
(Project Pat)
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in back
gelled up
Cadilac
[Lil Chat]
you riding clean
but ya gas tank is on E
be stepping out ain't no descent shoes on ya feet
[Project Pat]
that's just the meter broke
of my niggas cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you
Even all of them Haitian niggas
Won't believe this voodoo
Can yo' pussy be chaka, don't let me speak in
of my niggas cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you
Even all of them Haitian niggas
Won't believe this voodoo
Can yo' pussy be chaka, don't let me speak in
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
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