Lyrics:
that same bullshit last week
Fuckin' cokehead nigga, what? Your brain numb?
I used to wonder where these pussy-clats came from
Up in the thirty-six
sealed in
The projects, lifeless like a Vietnam vet
Constant war, sever threats of enemy conquest
Crooked cops comb my building complex that's in
can't fall
Here's some advice you get knocked down you better stay tall
And tell em go stay in your lane just like you big ball
Two Pats up in
beat, who the heck
are you telling? Cannabis for men so you know how I'm smelling!
Bouncers wanna pat us down but we still bring the L in!
DJ Madden
it
They tried to Riley me up, but I betting Pat's expression
You can never pass a legend
I'm spitting on holy beats
I'm beating my past, present
I'm
better act like enough
Just because he just a lemon he a act like he us
Fallen weak for chicken women nigga act like you rough
(Chorus)
(Project Pat
pussy
I beat it orange red
I fuck American pie
And I get foreign head
She sit down and ride
Like I'm a thoroughbred
She kiss mine
And I kiss hers
down
Uh Aye
Choppas they leaving a sound
Ain't leaving no one around
We leave em' dead on the ground
Too many sticks in the club
We walk in no pat get
felt the pain
It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come
hop on and ride
I know you wanna fuck see it in your eyes
Show me something new take a nigga by surprise
I know that pussy havin' real water
I'm tryna
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
contract.. Gotcha!
Motown, Stax, bring the beat back
(Bring that beat back!)
The Sound, free Mumia and H. Rap Brown
Sure enough going down now
Jamil Al Amin,
Gotta go get my nigga Alley Boy
Y'all niggas know the business project Pat
We gettin' this money, man
Real shit, real spit
Let's go, let's go, let's
(Chorus - Project105 x Yxngcxdy)
Their ain’t nothing to it
They been fiending for the money while I’m thumbing through it
Heavens waiting down in
done a slow pat
thats a pat down gimmie that
lemmie control that
ur not a badboy or that bold ak u know that
im black ash u cant toke that or try smoke
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
Thought I fell off but I'm back now,
Know you feeling' my shit like a pat down
Give her dick one time she attached now
You a add lib bitch you in
lacking, shot that nigga on his porch
War by his and that V when we spittin' down that block
I'm the EBS demon, nigga, it's every opp shot
We tryna put that
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he
will be in stores now
or in stores right after this or sometime close around this
Go get the project pat album that's in stores right now
Cooked by
Carter, need no brown
Need no brown? yeah
Take a moment for the nino brown
Play smart ass pussies to your cap and gown
Like ooh, you must got that nerve
some sandals
Just for times when we was hurting
We never let our ways down
That's right bro we stayed down
Ran it up Usain
They ain't even see us
Pow pow pow paper chasing Haitian
Project baby 1800 block
Ugly corner nigga
Y'all won't feel me anyways
I ain't even gotta talk
Came up i was down
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