Lyrics:
Yep, Three 6 Mafia
Featuring Project Pat, Young D, let's go
Lolli, lolli, lolli, lolli, let me see you pop that body
Lolli, lolli, lolli, lolli
got da ghost of Jeffrey Dona with me
[Chorus]
Suckas wanna see me fall fall like a ton of bricks
It'll never happen dog Project Pat'll play it
me on
I'm a project, lift me up
Pull me over, pat me down
I'm a object
But I'mma object, stick up
Till you put me down
Make a mess on your block wet
Crusin' Farsier Blvd made a
Right on Hollywood mayn
Just bought a sack from the
Crest it's all good mayn
In the hood mayn it's the project nigga
gold hat
I'm sellin' weed a year later, whoa, here come the crack
I'm sellin' 50's and bopper's the cluckers say I got good
And wit the crack came
thinking about this all day
All good, there's a reason that we called, Dave
let me start with your background
Where you come from?
Sure, I was undergrad down
visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back
Another sweet robbery another
down pat
Check, hold on, hold on, let me hit that, let me hit (Ghost Weed)
Got that Thought shit yo, yo, bust it, bust it
I'm 'bout to freak that shit
talking}
Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio
I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I
cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio
I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I
lights, projects by the dump
And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
I went through all that shit
for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice
It's
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
jiggling
I'm tryna see that ass clap
She a very freaky girl
Shoutout Project Pat
Man shoutout to her mama
That gave her all of that
She got dat super strong
Crusin' Farsier Blvd made a
Right on Hollywood mayn
Just bought a sack from the
Crest it's all good mayn
In the hood mayn it's the project nigga
I've been a beast
Really got my name from shootin' dice and sellin' niggas weed
557, .223s, 308s go through a car door
All the houses paid off, none
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
You can tell where I'm from by my wordplay
The dumb way, huh bruh, what's happening and you heard me
10 deep on the post, getting high off the weed
Dope
It's going down going down
Three 6 Mafia mafia
Project Pat y’all know the business
Imma tell you motherfuckers something man
Some real shit tell 'em
wish they would
Still riding with that gat in my neighborhood
Still bumpin that project pat and I’m smokin good
It’s Dan Beezy but you might know me
but that shit just ain't me
I talk to G like it can't be, Is this the shit that we prayed for
He looked at me and said Ion know but this good weed is
the blue bills it match the denim
I got this dope ass fade and line up 'round the projects
By Triple H he got heroin hard and haircuts
Dog food (this shit
defying (no)," I was lyin
He was a real good man, he worked and all
I wanted a hustle, so I can hurt them all (shit)
I coulda made love, but I wanted to be
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