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Girl we could just do it like a boss

She grew up by herself off in these projects
Saw me on the corners, knew that I was back then
First day of school,

like clowns
My pack by the pound, they pack for the sound
Then I flip a verse
Move swift through your town
Hit up Curry then it’s back to the Crowne
That

me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump
Because when I pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet

asking for a feature 
I could be your teacher
Fuck it I'm a preacher 
I was just a youngin' smoking dope behind the bleachers
Bumpin' Project Pat

this young one
Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from
Later shootin guns fantasizing
Fascinated by gold rope chains
Looking back at my hood

Oochie Wally

Braveheart's

QB Finest [Clean]

2000

rat, walking by with the doobie wrap 
Tight blue jeans, air max 
Small gucci bag 
No loot and no job 
Stay home giving blow jobs 
Like no prob, it's

Twerk a Little

Timbaland

Dark Days, Bright Nights

2001

From white to black, even magnoli-all
To hit 'em in project halls
In back of the streets maybe right in front of y'all (ha ha ha)
Timb' and Bubba is

growth spurt hit (it don't matter 'bout the size)
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010, no cap ('cause you're here, right?)
I got "Freshman Player

of funk flip like 
As if I was the Dalek himself
Specializing in cleansing like the its of
Elephants, Dove hits bibles out the park, man
Don't even try

and make 'em hit the trunk (ho')
I'm Project Pat, can't keep no eyes, gorilla-pimp that ho'
I gorilla-pimp my dope, uh, sweet, uh, pour
Uh, blicks, uh

grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just' wake
It's sickenin', he just finished bidding' upstate
And now the projects is talkin'

Verbal Intercourse

Nas

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with

Oh What a Night

Wyclef Jean

Masquerade

2002

on the horn and said
"Clef, your on the cover of
the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones"
No more struggling, good life we loving it
You could live it

Hell on Earth (Front Lines)

Mobb Deep

Eastside

2003

twenty-two slug to your head 
Travel all the way down to your leg 

[Chorus] 
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first 
The projects is front

Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it

Stand Up

Meek Mill

Dreams Worth More Than Money

2015

Started with a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the projects when we was by the bay, bay
Kids with the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J

When

Break 'Em off Somethin'

Master P

Ice Cream Man

sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all

coming

{Project Pat}
so you want to try a 
nigga with the nine-a 
creep up from behind ya 
like the macarena 
shoot ya in your spine-a 
strap ya

I'm a call my nigga Project Pat
Dog I got them ends
I need 20's navigation 500 S Benz real quick
Can flip the script i wanna be clean nigga
I wanna

die by it
Some **** Crips put him in a crypt
By a billboard, shot him like a hit song
Least he died with his motherfucking Timbs on
This was a story

and the one I love to come home to
But I got caught up in the rat race
Suddenly your embrace doesn't hit the mark like it used to

You make your bed with

denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with

Who is these righteous motherfuckers with they flags out?
Stapleton Project, recognize you're lookin at Allah's best
Puttin' on the hits, it's no

[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this blade hoping that I don't get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, down