Lyrics:
tell by the odor
Your bitch is a stretch
Got her posing like yoga
I’m feelin real classy
Bitch pass me my toga
I keep it 300
I’m feelin like Sosa
Them
might hurt a bit)
But keep that money rollin' in,
'Cause Pat and naughty Jimbo
Can't get enough of it
Perhaps it's their idea
Of an Affirmative
Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that he always loves you,
It's what it is,
Get my ass done and throw it in ya face like Latifah
Leave ah nigga in the hood like Tyeeta
Bitch um feeling lovely like Flakeisha
And I'm riding fa'
Project Pat Please Tell These Motherfuckers How I'm Feelin
philippe Herman
(Thugs) , Harlem Désir (Thugs)
Alain Juppé (Thugs)
All those I cited have been condemned
And it’s the people of the projects
That they
on
Then why the fuck would I wanna keep you around
Said fuck taking the safer route
Have you ever risked it all For the kash
Trynna feed your fam
These
me out i been authentic aint no counterfit
Switching up the flow this off the dome cause i was meant for this
Banging old school project pat on my
a shit
Give my black ski mask and gun and a door to kick
Down watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin
You know Project Pat is there, your
a shit
Give my black ski mask and gun and a door to kick
Down watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin
You know Project Pat is there, your
here
By your side love
Sunny the stormy
Wnt weather
Cause it's our love
Yeah
That hood love ne that good love!
Yeah
That good love a be that hood love
It's the bomb, baby
The bomb, baby
With no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes
[Verse 1]
I walk through the projects with stress in my hands
by a dirty stove
Trials keep me strong, hope keep me happy
But I'm only human, so these niggas want to clap me
The drug game over, but there's money
keep on popping
Cause we made it out the hood
Feds keep on watching
Cause we shinning like the moon
She just wanna hang
Around a nigga for the blues
I'ma
that butta pecan bimmer creepin thru the hood
gotta keep it gutta mafuckas knew a nigga would
but I gotta pass courtesy of me and face good
in
On the dancefloor shawty started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a balla by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it
on yo' ho
Legs are on the stove, P-IM-P on the low
Gators swangin' out, swangers hangin' out
Never bangin', I got work I slang it out
Keep a yellow pro,
lay in a ditch
Fuck do I look like a simp, I don't got time for bitch, fuck off my dick
If you live in hood then you know that it's facts that EBT
And I say... (4X)
[Timbo King]
Hood times, turn into times in the ghetto
Gotta get the money, but I don't want to use a black metal
But it's
Like a rocket as I pass by, pussy boy
This ain't sci-fi, hear the skkkrt
It's a drive-by, grab that glizzy
It's a modify you indoors
Bitch, I'm outside
potent shit I'm ready to roll it
[Hook]
[Project Pat]
You know naturally I'm high
Down in Memphis we smokin on dat light
Dats goin keep you melo
Bud
That money keep calling
I bought that Louie bag just to put them racks in it
Then I bought the coop just to go fast in it
I bought her a condo just
(What's up, Jay Rock?) Shit, just the same old same old
Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope
Project hustling, chasing them pesos
It's
it, it seems like the drama never ends
Be in the projects, like I never left out
Might be on odds goods, see a nigga stressed out
I can't take it
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