Lyrics:
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip
still got a couple killers that could take me to a home
TracFone, break it, toss in the river, the nasty dealer rat gone
One hundred fifty thousand
through his head
We bike to class in the autumn rain
He tells me that he's fine but I know he's in pain
Pat I miss you dude it's so hard to say goodbye
In
disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthaf***as even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, n****z decieve swiftly
Look
a project brick
Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that's my starter kit
I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left
I'd rather be judged by six than
Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)
Switchin' lanes (switchin' lanes) sippin' drank (sippin' drank)
It's Paul Wall baby yeah that's me
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat
The #1 ringtone! It's goin' down!
Don't call me no more
And don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia
-
life
I'm tired of hidin' from 5-0 'cause these fools scope me nightly
I'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles than that nigga Spike Lee
This
tried
I move by results, not by friends or things that's televised
Up or it's down, handle it like men, nigga I ain't never hiding
I'm in that Bentley, me
everybody wanna be, with that Fat Pat
Hard to see reality, done brought me to a G
Thangs done changed, I got paper in my hands see
Paid in full, make stacks
Million dollar project
How much can I tell you
How bad would you doubt it
Millions of dollars means millions of options
Surrounded by liars the only
the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that
I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm
hittin' 'em hard, make 'em throw in the towel
Don't get 'em started, if you ask me, I'm the hardest
Ain't come to play with these boys, I ain't Carti
AMG
Aye can you throw on some shit my dad would listen to?
Just cause I love you, don't mean that I won't deceive you
Or be deceived by evil
I promise
I need a clap clap clap
You see me doing my thing
I need a pat pat pat on my back
Tell me congrats
I need a clap clap clap
You see I’m winning
Project Pat yo boy Juicy J
You'll never be a G, You'll never be a G
I done sold them grams rob niggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty
need a joint to let me know that a hoe can die
Through the eye blast of the elevated scope a
Pull the trigger back
Watch the bullets smack his throata
up listening to Project Pat (Pat)
Dropping hits and selling bitches, my life like Hustle and Flow (Deejay)
Twenty pack of 'za, I got it off when I
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
that P-A-T
Am I a player? Shit, up early in the mornig
Tryin to stack me up some paper
That Platinum Soul got me throwed, can't you see
]From these
that P-A-T
Am I a player? Shit, up early in the mornig
Tryin to stack me up some paper
That Platinum Soul got me throwed, can't you see
>From these
the 5-0 cause these fools scope me nightly
I'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles than that niggah spike lee
This shit ain't fake I gotta break
Written & arranged by Pat Grady, Phil crtuz, cndy cbercrombie
Recorded/mixed/mastered at Shine Studios by Justin Douglas
Performed by:
Pat Grady - guitars
cause this tone s gonna back me
(Chorus x2)
(Project Pat)
Who tha buckest up in here Who tha buckest up in here
My nigga my hood so you cowards betta
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