Lyrics:
Lil bitch I been doin' my thing, how I ain't rich yet?
I been chasin' after my dreams to get some big checks
Lil bitch I'ma always be me and you can
A product, or sharp objects by the projects
And I ain't focused on losin', that's besides us
I'm a bike in a real federally
Come through police chasin' Mel
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
alias, my escrow grow daily
It's the freshest Air Max wearer, yes
Ejaculatory depression after sex
And that mean after I nut, don't touch me, no
the project hallway
N**** try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
she think Im fucking off
Ask me 'bout some bitches, I had to play it off
Told me if she catch me then she gone cut a shine
Found a couple rubbers but I
and some Macs all big gats
Then I went to see my connect like
"Where the bricks at?"
He made me spend, I paid for ten
But brought twenty bricks back
Then I
listen
I want you to be my Mrs
If you down for real shit pimpin'
I'm gon be the one you chill with
You the girl that they told me not to talk to
Imma
Boy, it's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original, break da law's up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas
the sceptre's clean
All we ever seen was methamphetamine
My role models had several felonies
Tryin' to profit fast off of Ghetto D
Project Pat with the Ghetty
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
Slide a condom on your daughter on the floor in the projects
Homeboy I make more than a promise (put some money on it)
I know the amount of hate that
do time
[chorus]
[Project Pat]
keep a trick and it ain't a hoe know dat I ain't a hoe
pull the triga back aI'm fo dome crush a cantalo upe
kill em by
naw we ain't scared ho
(Project Pat)
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has flipped
me
I got new money
But this old money on me
Yo shit phony
I got motives I got plays like danny ocean
Niggas hoe'n
I can't let a nigga hoe me
I
on triggers
And all them niggas on bullshit
[Verse 6: Project Pat]
So you wanna be ah,
Playa just like me ah,
Ridin' on tortillahs,
Choppin' up a ki ah,
let me talk to you, show you what my grill 'bout
Ice like Paul Wall but I can't take mine out (Yeahhh!)
Let's play the game "Big Bank Take Lil' Bank"
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
Pat'll never rat, even though I'm lovin' cheese
51 months for a gat, some broke down to their knees
Told about murders and plots, talked about cocaine
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
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
get da cheese, dats by any means
If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign
Project Pat, from the southside, out here on the grind
While
back pocket
I grab you by your neck,
I pull it out a socket
Range, Range, Range,
Rover, Rover, Rover,
Blow this fuckin' task
Police pull me over
But I
never been hit by a stepper (go)
Fuck me with my glick on the dresser (uh-huh)
She wanna see what's up with my pimpin' (get me)
Wonder why a nigga so
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