Lyrics:
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
take charge, cause you know we live large
If she with the cat, say what, you know we don't bar
I'm Mr Fat Pat, hold up on all that
Haters don't know how
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
She fell in love with the guap
Leave your man at home
And I'ma make you a star
Take you round the world
You can't pronounce where we are
I just
like trolly
I'm in the choppers gettin' head by lelonnie
She said you fucked my friend
Why you try me? She said she ain't a thot
I´m like bitch don't lie
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
God forbid I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes
No time for weed, mixed with coke
I wash my mouth out with soap
And I got my act
dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
For children with
Yeah, I'm that youngin' from the projects
Stolen cars, but I'm gettin' money now
So I bought a Jag
She want me to love her, eat that pussy good
Slide
is to make bread or get laid
See my daughter need some shoes and my mom work overtime
So I'm standin' by that stop sign with nickels and them dimes
God forbid I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes
No time for weed, mixed with coke
I wash my mouth out with soap
And I got my act
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
your eyes, whoever uninspired
Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y'alls
Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
Niggas start listenin', and what I'm
the stage, I need the bands in my hands, huh
Bitch, I sleep, sleep with my fingers in my pants, huh
She say she a stripper, she don't fuck, nigga, she dance,
paper
Still smokin' Za, all I heard her say was "Blah-blah"
Niggas rah-rah 'til we hop in the van and ride by
Sky-high, bitch, I'm whatever you with
shit
By now I'm blessed
I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god
Cause I injected obedience and
Loyalty in her heart
Know you mad cause you with a
Bitch
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast
Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body
got the shit in the stores
I'm like a nigga that borrow clothes
Bitch, I'm tryin to get in ya draws
Man I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans braids
Cadillac
We In The Bed Like
Ooh Ooh Oh, Ooh Ooh
We In The Bed Like
Ooh Ooh Ooh, Ooh Ooh
[Verse 2:]
What's your name
I'm Tremaine
I got game for days with
(Bongo ByTheWay)
Yeah, I made a profile on Tinder
Since you left me to be with her
I think that means I'm gettin' desperate
Wish I could return
with the limp shocks
Of hair shooting off the top, dudes you got to stop
For real, kill it dead
I'm going to call you Project Pat because you look like
hard
When I'm in New York,I bill with the Gods
So don't try to deny me my proper juice
E.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets loose
No static,just
gone love it
Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public
Na na na na now now you know what this is
Tell em its a celebration bitches
With
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