Lyrics:
I need a project bitch
I feel like Project Pat
On that Six Mafia shit
I need a moonlight bitch
Daydream when I'm with my bitch
Don't know what loving
love about her
Love to hang by herself
Love to stand in front
The mirror
Got nice long legs,
Look good in her
Skirts
And I have this
[project pat]
1 - walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit
Then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal
and pat myself on the back (for doing good)
I don't need nobody else
I'm gon' do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all
with the limp shocks
Of hair shooting off the top, dudes you got to stop
For real, kill it dead
I'm going to call you Project Pat because you look like
Travel all the way down to your leg
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
And the enemy is one-time
I
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
'm 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
Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
Yellin' through the screen do' (Hey let me in!)
(Big Daddy got a fifth
niggas on the project
Shout out the one and only Quake Beats, aka Big Pat Raps
Shout out my nigga Mike from New Orleans
Shout out DV on the track
Shout
one-four-nine-two...Christopher Columbus, sailed the old blue, But where were you
Big Fax, school books got big word but it lacks,
True knowledge, who college did you have to go
see thru
I stay prayed up for the d- evil
They try to belittle beneath you
Don't really offend not even
We better than them it's not equal
It's atn
I'm kissing the slugs
Coming at you kisses and hugs
When death calls, who's really a thug
The street glory got me deeply in love
Can't shake it, can't
ass s**t off the board erasing rhetoric
The evidence, can't be traced by forensic, intrinsic
With the pen flow so stupendous
I blended it, mixed it
night, I was in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin' about project pat, and what the fuckin jury said
Givin' him what they gave him, then they put him in handcuffs
Robertson says that he's The One
Oh sure he is,
If Armageddon
Is your idea of family fun,
An' he's got some planned for you!
(Now, tell me that ain't
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
and find out and that's on that
Move that ass up and down like the NASDAQ
I don't even understand that but it's gonna happen like
Pat Pat Pat Pat Pat Pat Pat
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
niggas ain’t on that
I thought that I told ya
Niggas ain’t on it
Them niggas be cap
Going real hard like
Project pat
Got a lil bitch
That I hit
From
back
Gotta keep it natural
True to the source blast off with some sassafras
Pat me on the backside
I'll remember that
It's an oracle
Omen radical
Now
It was always me versus the world
Until I found it's me versus me
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Just remember what happens on earth
hoe
Blowin' kush ups in the gym, AKA the studio
I get UFO high, ET kush
Purple Cali what I love
The smoke I buy it by the bush
I love that lemon sour D
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