Lyrics:
No time to speculate
Gold on my teeth
Like project pat dats facts
And I'm bout racks Like Jigga
Cut throat world ion trust myself or
Dis bitches even
the Projects like Pat, Mista Don't Play
Witnessed some atrocities I won't say
Down For My N*****
I knew I would see C-Murder
Set the tables, brought the food
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
because I don't need that
OG gas bag 93 like where the seeds at?
Feel like Project Pat on the scene, bitch where the cheese at?
Where that cheese? I need
Till they check on his face and pace
And make sure way this movie straight, kaiser soze
I'm walking on razor blades, and keeping them flambayed
'cause
still here
Even tho police be hatin I'm still here
I'm standin on this corner till my pockets bigger
I'm goin to my grave as a project nigga
[Chorus-
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
me on
I'm a project, lift me up
Pull me over, pat me down
I'm a object
But I'mma object, stick up
Till you put me down
Make a mess on your block wet
Intro (Fat Pat)
N****z betta see a n***a roll
Shorts down and I'm rollin' on 84's
Chorus (Fat Pat)
Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
my in a Double-R, I'm re-ready to die
My pockets fat as Precious but what's more precious than time
'Cause life is too short, I got that from Too
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
(rich)
Fucked around and now I’m way too lit uhh
I be chilling
I ain’t worried about your shit, yea (no shit no shit)
I be chilling
I ain’t worried about
that
It's the gold teeth, French braids, call me Project Pat
With the stocking cap, Jason mask on, probably strapped
It's the Rocky cap, turn my swag
turn this bitch out of the project water
My love my hood, my block, my corner
You wonder why I'm still on the block
'Cause I just can't leave it
the game like Madden (Madden)
Money fucking do a backflip (rich)
Ride around with a dumb bitch (what)
They hating on me 'cause I'm dumb rich (rich)
It's
She got a Bugatti body, yeah she a beast in the streets
She from the projects, the hood, you know, same spot as me
I told her "We already rich
Cuz they don't bother me (ha stop)
Nigga I'm always strapped I
Sleepwalk with the hammer
I bump into you wake up then blam ya
Yo Whoo Kid these niggas
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
payin
you know im toppin off
im bout to start poppin off
at the liq bitch so dont you even trip
'cause i got this pistol by the hip
and im bout to stick
hope you don't mind
I'm country rich (rich)
I'm country rich, alright (DJ Paul, Slumafia)
From the projects and the Pyrex to me riding in the finest
got shit
Before a nigga I ain't had shit
Man she only want me cuz I got kilos
36 hoes in the pyrex
I be going HAM in the project
Got a bad bitch with
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