Lyrics:
me, Aquarius'Killa
That nigga I chop 'em Kenobi
Obi Wan, Star Wars
Killing these niggas im hard-core
Project to Pat, Nigga it's back
Denzel the Curry
route
Bitches go nuts put they ass out
Fuck beef nigga Im a cash cow
Good heat leave em' in his last hour
I just took a flight to the nap-town
Had
never fuck with a nigga that stole from the fam
You already know who you is pussy ass nigga take it back
All I want is my money like I'm Mr. Krabs Niggas
I'm the undisputed track king, talkin' straight cash shit like Mayweather
I was 15 on The Money Team, whip a nigga ass like Mayweather
Young nigga, 14
to safety
everybody in the crib was going crazy
that was in the 80's
and now im 17
money cash dreams
niggaz be slave
I be brave spit like A.K.'s and S.K.'s
[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
whoopin' my ass
I never let a nigga do that
Who that? Get his brains blew
Back with a new gat yellin', "True that"
Hollow tips is goin' clean through that
like his name was Pernell
He did the job money came with ease
Blowing outta town moving bricks and ki's
Him and his chick in forty G rides
Worry bout your co-sign
Before you get your cold shrine
Welcome onto Cloud Gang
If you feign disdain
Worry bout your projects
And cash it from the Amex
cash from the state but
nigga why you put time out
I just made way us to make money cause I got some out cause I got it in my pocket so I
saved it for
the opposite sex
Trying to take her from the suburb back to the projects
Money, chicks, fast cars, that's my obsess
I ain't obligated to nothing except
grinning huh
Like I'm project pat but more wit a kodak smile
Stylin on these niggas with fashion that's coming out
In a few seasons believe or stay in denial
Slay gang shit
Yo this the life we live
And that's word to project pat
Brown skin shorty
And she wants to throw it back
New year same me
Never
can't have enough
Homies wanna go and break the law cuz they hearing Three Six said it
I ain't lying I'm feeling like Project Pat if I said it I meant it
My money knots got doctors to stitch it up
And my chick thick as fuck, look at her ass
I discount it if you bookin' with cash
I spend nights front that
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
I was framed like a wedding flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a mil' in cash
fucking pays, motherfucker, fuck a job
Peace to all the real niggas getting loot
Robbing banks, sticking stores
Money bags exploding, troop
Niggas who do
She brought her ass in
I wore her ass out
Had to show that lil whore what that cash bout
Hate the game don't hate the player
Money going up like
dank
Sweet as taboo at Taboo, my boo thing
Man, I need that cash money like I’m Baby
Ocean blue 600 Benz wavy
Keep it one hundred with the hundreds 90’s
check them (pat down)
Me and May Rock on the track
You know we stay finessing (skrt)
Father stretch my hand
Guess I’m just like a blooming onion
(fuck
in sight
(Nope)
It was sleepless night
(Yup)
Hustling ya breaking day to see the light
(Money man)
Street squalie you see polices lights
(Squalie)
the nigga with the hoodrat
Mm, mm, mm, mm, got it down pat
You call her what you want or even all that
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
And I
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night
At the drug site we hung tight
Three o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks
Money gets low in
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