Lyrics:
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
eat dog, cat eat cat, cannibal shit
Walk that talk, drink that flask, Flammable shit
Burn our mats, live like rats, laughable bitch, pat on back, aunts
up where I sleep
Ay Lil bro meet back on 17
To traffic all the ps
Boy you know I'm bout my Ghetty green
My daddy was a drug dealer like Project pat
you the world was yours, now you in a cell
Center of attention, now you by yourself
Always did the shopping, now you're on the shelf
Next time you
[(Chorus) 16x]
Fuck a bitch, mothafuck a bitch
[Project Pat]
Man its the mack pimp never simp
play these bitches like a chimp-panzee
pass the fine
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see
The jungle,the 30's,the
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???
Chorus-8x
(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
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
to the project
Professional fresh fusion sweet like a bowl fruit
Since the age of a little man
Like the first time a young girl gets a hula hoop
Older now big time
these fuck ass industry niggas, mayne (ayy)
Nigga, we been doin' this shit since '95 (ayy)
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
these fuck ass industry niggas, mayne (ayy)
Nigga, we been doin' this shit since '95 (ayy)
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
'Cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I'll
slug to your grill
You can feel this
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool
We
niggas on the project
Shout out the one and only Quake Beats, aka Big Pat Raps
Shout out my nigga Mike from New Orleans
Shout out DV on the track
Shout
gettin' it harder
All day dog I live in the Carter, take your time with it
Jump off that nigga
Nona seen me with at least two birds like Jack Tripper
Jerse,
us
We pump diesel I ain't talkin 'bout jeans or sneakers
Raid, man we gettin it harder
All day dog I live in the carter, take your time with it
Jump
Pretty promise with a cherry and a class full of rye
I took the bullet for myself and happily died
"Pat, you alright?"
Nah, survived by a damsel
thinkin' all day
Can't forget about them times up in them project hallways
Young nigga tryna eat it if you want beef then put your order in
Tired
the bitch to EverGreen
throw em in da bayou
call my niggas
D and Blue
Project Pat y'all know what to do
creep through the streets
with them thangs
Damn
Middle of the projects with my gun in my hand
Most don't have a choice, so we choose to take a chance
Gambling
What you gon' do when it's time
Dhall time
Time to Nom on this brunch and refuel the mind
Eat as much as you please for only one punch
Take after me Paddy Stax call me Captain Munch
beef
You won't
Eat
Sleep
Tweet
Nigga stay the fuck
Out my mention
Pity pat
I won't play wit a nigga
Tempur pedic
I'll lay on you nigga
Spin the beef
could never
Trojan war I sneak out through the door
Satan bore I make a coldless war
Kill Devil Hills it has been more than a ride
We made a project in
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