Lyrics:
of, my nigga you stay up
Locked down now the town gettin' my pay up
It's Project Pat, the haters scream, "Oh no"
Hypnotize stackin' money by the boat
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
a few caps at my enemies
Please, freeze, there's a new sheriff in town
Livin' in the projects, Dogg Pound Pound
No father figure, just gangbang nigga
off your shoulders
(Project Pat)
Mister murderer robbers
Niggas with some charges
You fake mothafuckas
We gonna finish what you started
Yo heart is
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
Jump in the six-four, sittin' on D
Spit a few caps at my enemies
Please, freeze, there's a new sheriff in town
Livin' in the projects, Dogg Pound
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
me a turbo or blower
Your shit box just sound like a mower
My shit run rich you can tell by the odor
Why am I shopping for project car
When I got
Fat black always strapped
Mouth full of golds like project pat
Gettin to the money hoe I always do that
Gettin to the money hoe I always do that
Fat
Get Money Round Here, Hey
In The Motha Fuckin Projects
Somebody In Trouble
Bitch Empty Out Your Pockets
Shot The Undercover For Coming
Through My
have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
on ou pinky pinky
[Project Pat]
Jumpin out da trizak
Chewin on a sizack
Sippin on some sizurp
Jus slung a bizag
Name iz Project Pat-a
Moet in my
my money
Staying high, doing business, like the gass
By any means necessary, we gon get the cash
The fast money come in quick, get you hit
In your
If you ain't gon' slide lil nigga
Don't ride straight off the project step
Grew up on the project step
Grew up on the project step
Flooded my chain
freaky ass
Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass
I'm getting money with my dogs
Project Pat on them hoes
I'ma hit it like a dog
Then I'ma
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
fuckin calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.
[Boogelou] (talkin)
I gotcha, what happened?
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Man, I was messin off wit my
on her lap
(Go Flacko, go Flacko) my garage so packed
Benz on Benz back to back
(Go Flacko, go Flacko)
I'm bringing back that crunchy black
Project Pat
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul,
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
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