Lyrics:
some great in us
Aye, let's have it lovely like that you see?
Love the girl pretty, you can reach underneath
Sucka think dem a get to me
Dem a get
I'm signed to myself
White Wraith in the slums, parked in front the projects
I don't hang where I'm from I just bought the projects
Work comin' in
softer and warmer
I pat you down with a towel
Tonight it's love by the fire
My mind goes out on the prowl
If I, if I, if I, if I, if I
If I didn't
check the stats
You was in love with her you must of fumbled her she on my sack
She know ima boss so she kicked it off and I’m running it back
Yea I run
check the stats
You was in love with her you must of fumbled her she on my sack
She know ima boss so she kicked it off and I'm running it back
Yea I run
a beretta
Need y'all to run it back, boo, where the dollars at?
When I'm off that liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat
Bitch, you really, really wack,
I'm trending topic
You outta pocket, my bitch, she foreign, exotic
I'm 'bout my skrilla deposits, in love with narcotics
Drip on your bitch like
name in lights, you tryna short it out the ground
You're the one that's got it twisted, 'cause I'm right by your side
I had a bad day you, jumpin'
she in love with a dope boy
And she ain't worried 'bout them other hoes, old boy Mike got one
Don't be ashamed of the projects shawty, let 'em know
check, that check on me away
Aye, I just took a dab of some molly bars
Aye, I just fucked a stripper out at Follies bar
And I'm still running with
of a caddy
Since I lost my first tooth, I ain't been happy
Young wild nigga child, why that boy is so nappy?
He got that devil in I'm police wanna take him
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
thumbs
Everybody show your gangs
March in a circle man
Muscle up until you strain
Project Pat and Juicy J them niggas
With them gold fangs
Yes we keep
Probably had the same glock and got the same worth
I'll whack ya ass and skip to da N.O
And lay low in the projects with my kin-folk
AK-47 with the shoulder
it's all to the goody though 'cause she payin' me
Free fuck for a hoody hoe, never playin' me
To the curb with my Thunderbird while I'm smokin' herb
In
cigar, and hoes in the crib
Drank, and the twenty ounce froze in the fridge
You fuckin' with DA so you know what it is
I'm sittin' on the fours that clack
the market
Artificial life in the marketplace
Epic ballads by the musical whores (right)
Life is boring, so project theirs onto yours (right)
Hear
pat-ois
And kick you in your face like we playin' a game of soc-cer
I love to cock the Glock-a, stack up on loot and vod-ka
And fuck your crew because
pat-ois
And kick you in your face like we playin' a game of soc-cer
I love to cock the Glock-a, stack up on loot and vod-ka
And fuck your crew because
couldn't believe her eyes
I walked in with cape, with jewels on, you know I'm the captain
Outside by the Cadillac three brothers rappin', soundin' wack
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
money in the bag
Let's go fool, rat tat tat
They call me Juicy gigolo
Got hoes that fill
A statue of a fool
With them platinum tips
I'm tellin'
scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
[Project Pat]
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has
love about her
Love to hang by herself
Love to stand in front
The mirror
Got nice long legs,
Look good in her
Skirts
And I have this
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