Lyrics:
of, my nigga you stay up
Locked down now the town gettin' my pay up
It's Project Pat, the haters scream, "Oh no"
Hypnotize stackin' money by the boat
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Hello, hello, hello?
[Boogelou] (talkin)
Pat, what's up man, what's up?
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, what's up man?
Man
off your shoulders
(Project Pat)
Mister murderer robbers
Niggas with some charges
You fake mothafuckas
We gonna finish what you started
Yo heart is
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
hit me back
I'd rather pimp a bitch I feel like project pat
She popping pussy selling lashes and 50 sacks
She don't pay no car note she got a good trick
freaky ass
Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass
I'm getting money with my dogs
Project Pat on them hoes
I'ma hit it like a dog
Then I'ma
[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
(Chorus)
I don't want to go to county jail no more more more
Its a big fat policeman at my door door door
He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay
Chop Shop ft. Project Pat
INTRO
" ay man check this joint right here out,
man this joint cleaner than a man"
"oooh that joint bangin dog"
I'm gutta just like Project Pat
Just like Project Pat
Got up in my bag and out my feelings now my pockets fat
I'm tryna touch these M's and all my
the chin
Tatts on her skin look like symbols for the aye
We got Brittany by the bundles like she hanging with Chanel
Ass fat she play ass back get it through
in the chin
Tatts on her skin look like symbols for the aye
We got Brittany by the bundles like she hanging with Chanel
Ass fat she ass back get it
friends
I was just livin' my best life
Run up on Bleu
You get hit with a pole and they
Gon' see you in the next life
We gon' get high like it's Jet Lyfe
You
(Project pat) man, I'm tired of this shit
You need to get yo shit, and get
(La Chat) Fuck you
You get yo muthafuckin shit
I don't give a fuck who
that
LUMBERJACK PAT
They call me Lumberjack Pat
Lumber Lumberjack Pat
When I yell out timber
Ya'll best fucking step back
Where I am its going down
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track
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
sucked
When I was on the couch
My nigga walked in
He said that hoe was stout
I hit it from the back
My nigga took her mouth
By love real my nig
to the hit me when you finished what's the business are you digging me?
Project Pat:
I do crime anywhere
cnd escape like a deamon, say what you want for
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
a mere glock
Place it up to your back
Fat sacks your smocking on
Mack man with a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Riding by then I shoot
Who's to say cheefin hay
why'knahmsayin?
Chrome stay out of jail man be around when your album come out
Check it out, we got another album from project pat droppin why'knahmsayin
The D and D the spot, GD's! VL's!
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards
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