Lyrics:
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
Let me see your
so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, it's all ill in y'all square
Motherfucker you ain't know that it's a hood everywhere
Me
with us, and stick with it
Maybe minus the cell bit.
This entire project, I hope you felt it.
DBDDBD, we, hope your stem cell switches
I ain't on that
the tuss some like the misix
Caught into they physics, and how they wanna disip
Yo be careful, it ain't ya ordinary liquid
The first time you sip it, you
Hypnotize Minds Productions
Presents
(Yeah) New Project Pat
Project Pat
It's goin' down
Aah
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
of the ghetto, Ghetto and the project
From Compton to being Dre's number one prospect so
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
Yeah ugh
They know
Yeah ugh
Ain't no help
""If You Only Knew"" by Fat Pat Lyrics
[Chorus:]
If you only knew (if you only knew) how I wanna be down with you how I want to be down with you
a finer way
I did it by myself with no help along the way
I'ma never give up, I ain't you, ahh
Like a really good nut, I came too far
Can't settle for
Cats are dying by their lonesome hits are planned out but boys will rap about it boasting
Let's keep it real ain't nothing real about dissing dead my
muhfuckin' wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy hoe ass shit nigga
We ain't playin' with none of you hoez
Y'all know who I'm talkin' about fuck you
mind
I'm like damn
First she blocked me
Now she throwing pussy for the gram
Tryna receive attention
Bitch you don't know who I am
I was raised by project
our chains dangle (yeah)
And before the theatre in my crib, it was plain cable (mm)
Oh, are you lame, ain't you? (Yeah)
And if you lame, you stay
hard and fight like we're done
But you know how to make me feel
You know how to make me feel
Can't lose you, this thing ain't no lie
While you mine
go to school and pay bills is hard to do
I see you fool so go on and do ya thing
But when you tired of showin ya titties give me a ring
I like a woman
sneeze
You ain't no man of God so your blessings are like a spiked seed
I don't trust your love I don't need it
You can only truly hate who you once loved
Project Pat yo boy Juicy J
You'll never be a G, You'll never be a G
I done sold them grams rob niggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty
Project Pat-a)
(Moet in my lap-a) Hold on
(Stayin on da grind, 'cause da loot gonna stack-a) Okay I'm ready
Who you need?
We just popped up on the scene
I
We ain't serious, we lacking self control
They ain't hearing us? Take back the black vote
Play the game better, play 'til we really winning
You
baby and
It's hard to turn my back cuz the
Projects made me
When I lost my cousin Spook
It got me going crazy
And I started taking pills
Ain't been
the years our names would switch
Ain't nuttin changed but the names Nastradamus and Blizz
What project is this?
QB, Vernon and Tenth
12th Street, murderous
niggas I know you grew up real hard
Plus watch your back, plus watch for police
Watch for these want to-be's, that's faker than ???
Comin' for your yola,
That struggle just making me go hard, Don't judge by my cover or my scars
I got some project dreams that I want you to see
My pain run deep this shit
Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga
So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, your shit is where it's
you didn't
You saw that dope that I stuffed in my pussy
I ain't bullshittin'!
So send me out on a mission
We can take they position
We got that
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