Lyrics:
Houdini
Eat blue meanie
Tripping from the fact
Chance is teeny
Like linguini
It's skinny not fat
Yo where my backup at?
I hear some chitter chat
Followed by
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat
come from a note but I
Rap like I live in the projects
I'm looking for more
What I'm after is bigger deposit's
My weed and my women exotic
She said QM is
Weed coming by the ton
Lately I been in my bag
Sauce dripp'n from the swag
Lately I been gett'n cash
Lately I been gett'n cash
Nothin' but smoke in my
out da trizak
Chewin on a sizack
Sippin on some sizurp
Jus slung a bizag
Name iz Project Pat-a
Moet in my lap-a
Stayin on da grind, cuz da loot gonna
and catch you when I catch you
Bitch my swag on supernatural
Get you pregnant looking at you
I ain't nothing like them other dudes
I'm an atom bomb, they
Do you love my style, or do you love the boss
Do you love the swag, or do you love the cost
I know you love the music, but do you love the game
I
a hit
Or grab my pistol grip and take care my business
Cause they don't know who they fuckin' with
Call my nigga Project Pat cause I know he got my
cut your water off
Some people hate that Project Pat and Juicy J on the spot
We pay cash for our cars, then we push off the lot
Back in the day,
cut your water off
Some people hate that Project Pat and Juicy J on the spot
We pay cash for our cars, then we push off the lot
Back in the day,
where yo biggies at
They wanted me locked playing pity pat
Mafia vibe
project pat
In the field no names attached
You a 6 9 you a known rat
Top down I
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
to them too
I got my brothers by my side
Never a day that I'm riding with you
Never a day that I lie in the booth
Heard the talking, they be lying on Yu
I
These niggas be bitin' the swag
I told em', "get off, my dick"
Walk in the spot I got like ten hoes tryna pull up but I don't want none of that shit
own and demand my spot
Say what you want but you can’t say that
My swag don’t pop or my foot stance wack
Matter fact
Someone tell me where these
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he
[Fat Pat (Spoken)]
Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin me in my
Eyes...What's the deal? You think she wanna hit it up?
Why
[INTRO]
Icey
Why they got to hate on me?
(I don't know, I guess they love my swag, love my swag, love my swag)
Ha ha who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike
[Chorus - Project Pat]
In the hood stackin funds
Got me feelin real pimpish
Purple kush in my lungs
Got me feelin real pimpish
Got carrots in
Blessed swag
Don't let 'em get close to seize yo Whole win
Crashin dis game my lyrics stay Manic
When da haters see me they go Go psycho panic
Body every
Cadillac
Dirty south, tenhle south
Jedem hard, jedno je co bude pak
Kelímek držím, je to double cup
Začnu rapovat tak jako project pat
Jestli máš ty
jak pasák
Cejtim se jak Project Pat
Vidim prachy collect that
I když nejsem psychopat, prosim neprovokovat
Vidim stage, oheň mám, hořej bars, točí se
don't get me, they like Uni got it back
I never lost it though, just flipped it like a acrobat
They don't wanna be saved, I'm talking Project Pat
K-K-Kill
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