Lyrics:
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Ain't dissing daddy but I'm a project baby
A mamas boy
What do you know bout making commas boy
Better back up off
you're everything i ever hoped fooor
In a womaaan 30 inches on the Chevrolet!
30-30 inches on the Chevrolet!
Ya boy Project Pat, aww
28 inches, aww yeah,
do time
[chorus]
[Project Pat]
keep a trick and it ain't a hoe know dat I ain't a hoe
pull the triga back aI'm fo dome crush a cantalo upe
kill em by
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 flipped
(Back to the lab)
(Back to the lab, without a mic to grab)
Just step, the rhymes create energy
Charged up, by the cut, and it's sendin' me
For
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
thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 gauge strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfucking back dawg
Chorus-4x
Pat starts
sucked
When I was on the couch
My nigga walked in
He said that hoe was stout
I hit it from the back
My nigga took her mouth
By love real my nig
on man you know we got mad fuckin' blow
Up in the Motherfuckin' lab son
This nigga's off the hook man
Yo Chef talk to these niggaz man
[Raekwon]
We
Yeah, nigga
Whoa whoa
I am what I am if you like you judge me
Nigga I don't know you if you don't know me
I'm still in the projects
It is what it is
splattered with passion its vivid
Filling voids in a music niche now that’s living
Back to the lab
We go back to the lab
We go back to the lab
We go back
Hold up hold up
Check out my swag
I told ya
I got that cash
When I wasn’t flexin
I was ina lab
Shakin back
I was ina lab
Baggin up yeyy
I was ina lab
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
Pat]
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in back
gelled up weaved up
yo hair is messed
need to get bout' a hustle mission
get up on loot run
please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken heads
(x4)
(Project Pat)
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in back
gelled up
on Benz back to back (Benz)
I'm bringing back that Crunchy Black
Project Pat and La Chat
Crunchy black nigga, we don't chat
Nigga we don't
Rap nigga,
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
BITCH YOU GONNc GET PEELE
Gangsta Boo:
Call my nigga project pat
Dog i got the ends, I need 20's navigation 500s benz
Real quick can I flip the script
I
please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken heads
(x4)
(Project Pat)
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in back
gelled up
reminiscin'
Make it a premonition listen
I was just a lad on my project steps
Now that I'm thinking back
The projects was the best
But niggas mad that I can rap
low
Plus cooling in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool papa, see you with enough shit
Back at the lab-a, crack's bagged
low
Plus cooling in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool papa, see you with enough shit
Back at the lab-a, crack's bagged
Smoking weed in an open back mercedes
Resin grills, mary green, my favourite lady
Flower hills, scotty beam, I'm fly like jay z
Space with me, shit
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
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