Lyrics:
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it's Gucci)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my nigga L.Teezy
No bullshittin' I fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
a different cloth
You could tell by the genes
Fuck the glitters and the gleams
You think it’s all love
But everything ain’t what it seems
You could find out
don't make money then it's just a bad day
Got a lot on my mind but that shit don't even matter
All day, going up, and my pockets got fatter
I make music
amazing
All I see is gel and weave she bob her head while the bass hit
How it goes in the gutta when you raised in the projects
Oh you a walking bankroll
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin' niggas in the city
Say T.I.P. 'bout you, shawty anybody get it
So 'fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know
out
Lemme pat down for a minute
Put ya glass down
Tryna pass out when I'm in it now
Wasn't long you was mine babe
I was in the wrong on the right day
We
the Benz so the watch can hit
The car was five hundred, so I can sit (woo)
On the back seat, it's too hot from stick (brrt)
Park right in front
a broke nigga mad
Make him envy
Never bowing down to a bitch, it ain't in me
Lamborghini cost a ticket and I'm
Tryna ride that bitch
Pat your running up
aspect
I Love it, when I'm high
I'm at my Best, when I'm hiiigh
I like my sex, when I'm hii-iiigh
Cash, Tecs flash Tecs
When I ride through ya projects
over me like paparazzi
I hate these hoes man they so toxic
You dropping K, we see yo face
Then we gon' drop it
I seen a lot of fuck niggas like you
But
Ah fuck, there he go again
Talkin' 'bout hoes and dough again
Yup, can't hold it in
I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend
But, back when I was
mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' it they can hit the g-g-gutter
One day y'all gon' see me (see me), I make shy look freaky (freaky)
I
[Intro: Project Pat]
Yes sir hypnotized mutherfuckin minds my boy Lil Wyte
about to put it down for you mutherfuckin hoe's just
like this it's goin
Beep!
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold digging for them
and mental balance
I get hit with inner demons but GOD I do love the challenge
BITCH I got it
Yeah I got it
You know I’m bout it
Bitch I got it
Yeah I got it
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
my mind
IT means that neither one of freakish clowns
Ain't even a "Penny Wise"
And as far clowning goes? I may joke around a lot
But I never just
on properly?
You know, hittin' them kush ups
Puff, puff, pass, nigga project Pat
Nasty Man, Bun B, let's go
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff,
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