Lyrics:
and Thugged Out, nigga watch for dem bow's
Where dem dollars at kid, yo I read and I closed
Me and Project Pat fuck wit our hands in our clothes
Yo it's all
[Project Pat]
I pack a gat my friend
I'm stayin strapped my friend
My 17 rounds watchin my back my friend
Killaz attack my friend
They on your back my
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
I'm gutta just like Project Pat
Just like Project Pat
Got up in my bag and out my feelings now my pockets fat
I'm tryna touch these M's and all my
on the project step
Don't need a shooter, I do it myself
Don't need a shooter, I do it myself
I'm straight off the project
If you ain't gon' slide lil nigga
Don't
OWW YOU'RE JUST TEMPTATION
YOU GOT MY HEART RACIN
TEMPATURE KEEPS RISIN
GOT MY SENSES HEIGHTEND
LIKE PITTY PAT PITTY PAT PITTY PAT PAT PAT
PITTY PAT
that
LUMBERJACK PAT
They call me Lumberjack Pat
Lumber Lumberjack Pat
When I yell out timber
Ya'll best fucking step back
Where I am its going down
dead wrong, your cat is strong
That’s why we had to write a song
Do you keep ya kat clean like a wash machine
Pat that kat, Pat that kat
Did you scrub it
dead wrong, your cat is strong
That’s why we had to write a song
Do you keep ya kat clean like a wash machine
Pat that kat, Pat that kat
Did you scrub it
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
the projects
Broke, with no lights on
Living in the projects doing bad
Yes we flat broke
Thinking to myself like gotta get cash yo
So I start hustling serving
ain't even tryna pull up to their motherfuckin' party
If a project bitch ain't comin'
I see they got police at the door, tryna pat me down
So my
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
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
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
Yeah!
Yeah nigga! (It's ya boy Lil Jon right)
You know?
Got my nigga Project Pat right here wit' me!
(What's up boy?)
Memphis Tenn' to da
to heaven in a little rowboat
Clap pat
Clap pat
Clap pat
Clap slap
Clap pat
Clap your hand, pat it on your partner's hand
Right hand
Clap pat
Clap
album "the key"
Why'knahmsayin? (the keyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy)
And we got project pat, "walkin bank roll" new album (walkin bank roll)
Lil' wyte, "one
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul,
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
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
to heaven in a little rowboat
Clap pat
Clap pat
Clap pat
Clap slap
Clap pat
Clap your hand, pat it on your partner's hand
Right hand
Clap pat
Clap
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