Lyrics:
usually call him just Gus
His coat's very shabby, he's thin as a rake
And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake
For he was in his youth quite
You a college chick, you a college chick
By the end of the night might earn you a scholarship
Clap that ass, just like the clapper
All these bands
the projects
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (Shh)
Catch a nigga slippin' from behind (Boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G.
everybody that was a part of this muthafucka man
You touched the project, sat in on the project nigga, yeah
Support the project, hate the project
Anyway,
Uhh, still out in these motherfuckin' projects
Still a nigga, ain't never gonna get the fuck up outta here
Niggaz, just don't understand the story
Shake that take that
I don't want no pity pat
Heard you hoes been hating
But I'm not really into that
Shake that take that
I don't want no pity
that s***
Project hoes like that dick, Don't bite that dick
Give me a Spanish sweet hoe
Black from Puerto Rico
Freak ho, Specialize in givin' me
the market
Artificial life in the marketplace
Epic ballads by the musical whores (right)
Life is boring, so project theirs onto yours (right)
Hear
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
that i need 6
Meet me inda projects roun 6
I put that on SLICC I’m finna hyt me a licc and SHAKE BACC
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
I'm the Biz Markie, I'm known for beatboxin' and rap
And now it's time, to put Long Island on the map
And lettin' you know, that it'll put you in
mining the minutiae and selling it off. and i can't shake the feeling that we've lost collective feeling, in this digital skin- peeling, all the shit that
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
and winning Oscars
Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe Jennings
If you can believe, you can achieve every damn bug
'Round us a good day, yeah
Seventeen years
[Silkk]
Hey yo Snoop
Tell Xzibit and Dre to be having that thing bumpin
When I come out there
[Snoop]
That's funky Soopafly
Big Snoop
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?
Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown man
If your ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor bound man that's
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
And I'm in the mood to turn you on
In the groove that's so complete
Wind you hips, shake your body
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet
Just like
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"
Ev'ryone'll will wanna shake your hand
Ev'ryone'll will wanna see you again
And they'll all pat you on your back
They'll all try to tell you
That
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
up listening to Project Pat (Pat)
Dropping hits and selling bitches, my life like Hustle and Flow (Deejay)
Twenty pack of 'za, I got it off when I
darling off that heezing darling
I', surrounded by the ice it got me freezing darling
It's plain and simple
My change and it's natural
Now Wayne
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