Lyrics:
me eat it up gon' gon' gon' let me beat it up that's my pussy don't give it up
Bridge
I'm gon' make you scream yeah! yeah!
tonight it's going down we
a whole plate and ????? holes
I'm mo south Memphis mane I chopped em at the wig shop
I'm mo south Memphis ????????????????? Infamous
Chorus
(Project Pat
beat from the pocket now
And the crumbs on the face how I love the cake
That one thing you supposed to do
You look around it’s wherever you look
But
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga
get really close, I swear that I hear his breath
Then he put a knife to my neck, gave me the run down like
"Jada my sister. And if you hit her, fuck
ooh
Get it free naw naw don't pay her
Oh no don't do no favors,
Super Mario game too playa
Project pat boy won't save her
No no can't go,
Know the game
the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with R&B
A million rappers, some
the only One there
Front like you about it but Your movement is scared
I got some militant Caucasians that don't miss by a hair
Shit i got a coulple
G Unit if it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have luck
If it wasn't for doing bad I
Wouldn't know about doing good
It ain't safe down here in my hood
goin down
Them bitches think pussy precious
Them niggas they want to test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a fuck nigga
Bitch I
Cool down
Cool down
Ladies and gentlemen cool down, cool down
This one's for all them boundless dreamers out there
You've gotta learn to trust
man I'm feeling academic
You know that I'm impatient, embedded in my genetics
I got projects on projects, getting used to the pressure
She asked me how
hammer, I don't care
Niggas try and front on me and I blame 'em right here
You better watch yo' back, niggas be on that bullshit down here
So I gotta
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
If you know me, I don't do too much talkin' Never go speak bout The pain that I felt
in the past Move like I'm Phelps, dip in the water
But I prolly
Huh, step back jump shot, woo, that my bread and butter, ayy (let's go)
True fans, full stance, stay down with the buzzer
Ten toes, ten toes, stay
beat just kinda beat me, I'm not spittin' a word, that's it
Can't believe that I'm defeated, lose my shit in a cursin' fit
(Arg, fuck!)
I was embarrassed
Once about a time there was a kid
Who didn't have a bicycle or a car that skid
Only thing he had was Pat and Turner
He didn't know the future but
and writing, rapping like no other
Beats that I produce, stuck into your brain
I don't even know if I can do this shit again
Writing all these lyrics so that
u really gay with that,
Run train on me let’s play freeze tag,
Sit her on yo face while I beat that,
Picture perfect pussy baby can I eat that
to the neck and the jugular, now he bleeding
She beat the case, but damn the kid suffer
I'm dating a daughter, but I'm having visions of a mother
Project
I had to evolve that's how they read it
But they don't want none of this
Cause when I come in imma punish it
My attack on the beat feel like
and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come to hold the work
He got that duty so they can't do nothin' to me
seam in
Pull a hole in the wall
When I get creaming
Need an extra scoop of that macaroni
Pat me down, he think I got a phone-y
Play station in my bank,
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