Project Pat

[fox69]

"Ooh Nuthin'"

"Ooh Nuthin'"


[(CHORUS) X 2]
Whacha doin girl wit all dat (ooh nuttin)
What's all that pokin from the back (ooh nuttin)
Whacha got goin over there (ooh nuttin)
What's all dat makem stop and stare (ooh nuttin)

You can call me gold mouth, that's what I said
Hey baby you gon eat your CORNBREAD!
Cuz it look like to me that cha did already
Wit some nice butter rolls voodoo spaghetti
Already got me hypnotized under a spell
Walkin by lookin at da whale on dat tale
Can't tell ye ain't fine wit dat big ole hump
Girlfriend you got mega junk in dat trunk
I beez on these big booty galz that our stouter
Then the couchi hole, let her know I'ma bout her
Damn meal chicken cause she kickin while I doubter
I ain't being mean but her pockets on the droughta
Sippin on dis lean got my dick on some ?
You can get sprung off dis like some powder
Oops wrong hole what she said in the shower
Already hit the booty hole for an hour

[CHORUS X 2]

Ring around the rosie, pocket fulla posie
Mind full of numbers make these bitches wonder
Let's go smoke an ounce up, maybe tear da house up
Gripp on her ass cause this lads got a big butt
She can make ya touch ground, she can make ya bounce round
She could pack it up make a killin in another town
Shake junt staring, I don't mean no harmin
Call me Mr. Whipple cause I wanna squeeze the Charmin
Rubbbin on her back as I suck on her NIPPLE!
Mane dis gal stacked but cheeks like a HIPPO!
Jimmy crack corn Im gon bust on her LIPPO!
Jimmy in my cup my nig take a SIPPO!
Down by da benz so her cheese gonna FLIPPO!
Left the hotel with a limp like a CRIPPLE!
Pretty like highs and her smile had a DIMPLE!
Make her twat hot like a bust on a PIMPLE!

[CHORUS X 2]

You's a bad young thang baby where yo mane
Making niggaz heads turn like G- D-
I'm gon ask for ya name, youve been blessed fo sho
Smellin better than a tight rolled optimo
I'm gon have to know, how ya garden grow
Also you can holla back after the show
Got somethin poking out of that short ass dress
You know just whacha doin gal, and you a mess
With yourself, stackin wealth got me on hard
If I getcha in the bed pussy gon' fart
You da strait freak type, and I'm lovin dat
G-string, all night, you can make it clap
She can be one of those bisexuals
That love to engage in manage trois
Layin down wit a man, went behind the bar
Catchin me with dope then she take the charge

[CHORUS (fade)]

 

[fox69]

"Outro"

"Outro"


Hey man you know what I'm saying
Hey man this here go out to stand up guys mane
Cheez N Dope 3 Street Gods mane
This go out to all stand up guys mane
Real niggas out here mane you know what I'm saying
Like really I'm talking real niggas I'm talking like
Like niggas who never told it like
Fuck who you shot
Fuck who what you sold
Fuck all that
Fuck that shit
Pull your mothafucking PSI out
And lets see who the fuck you told on
See everywhere niggas be on see
I'ma show you niggas something
Watch this, watch this, watch this
Its a lot of niggas right rapper ass niggas
Rap niggas, niggas who in the street
Like you know a lot of rap niggas is fake anyways so
Ain't no talking about that but
I mean this is rap industry, this is rap shit so this is entertainment
So I wouldn't even go there
But lets talk about the niggas who supposed to be real street niggas
Like we talking about real street niggas but they ain't
There's a lot of niggas out here mane
That's got real nigga title real street nigga title
That nigga know they the god damn police
Real shit, real shit
Cuz I'ma tell you like a nigga told me the other day
Mothafucka said they got caught with like
Was it, was it half, a half of thang of boy
Okay did you get locked up and you stay locked up for 2 months
And then you back out
Hold on wait a minute, wait a minute
Now you know I've said it myself
Maybe the nigga got a bond you know what I'm saying
But hold on that nigga got a ankle bracelet?
That's the time he doing time on a ankle bracelet
Or, or check the game, check the game
Not a ankle bracelet but the nigga actually your actually free
Like how the fuck you free and you got caught with some boy
Like everybody know you caught with some boy mane, good bye
How the fuck you free when you got caught with some boy
And nigga out here acting like its all cool, like I'm slow
You know what I'm saying
Nigga tryna check me
[?]
I don't communicate with rats
I don't toss with rats
You know what I'm saying
I'ma tell you something mane, its some real shit
Its some niggas mane out here mane that I really mothafucking work was
And we will fuck around and shank some of you niggas like real talk
You niggas will come out missing out here
Nigga need to know who the fuck you dealing me
Don't be calling my mothafucking phone and texting me bruh
Fuck nah I ain't fucking with you holly ass nigga

 

[fox69]

"Papers N Cups"
(feat. Nasty Mane)

"Papers N Cups"
(feat. Nasty Mane)



[Hook: x2]
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Give me some kush and some drink and I'm a fill it up
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Got my kush, got my drink, I'm getting fucked up

[Verse 1:]
Yella drank in my cup, purple haze and my papers
Kobe Bryant swag, you can call this here the Lakers
Birthday candle lit and you lames better not blow it
A nigga got that drink around packed, you better throw it
Trippy sticks and trippy cups, 2 bitches at the same time now that's a trippy fuck
I'm smoking on this grass who came from the earth
Ballin on you niggas ass like a nerf
These hoes getting high, then they getting low
Needin her life bill paid, her knees hit the floor
Oh my golly on that moly she's a sexy dolly
Ran through her pussy like some tracks, my dick the trolly

[Hook: x2]
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Give me some kush and some drink and I'm a fill it up
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Got my kush, got my drink, I'm getting fucked up

[Verse 2:]
Get me some trippy papers and some trippy cups
Mix that Sprite with that lean damn throw it up
This that Audemar house and we get fucked
Smoke nothing but Cali weed, you know the A+
This that Cheech & Chong, that can fuck our merzy
I'm a drug addict, I'm talkin everyday use this
Plenty weed smoking, plenty weed pourin
Plenty moly poppin, we love them girs peep poppin
If she throw it back, we gon throw that cash
It ain't nothing but some money, bandz will make her dane
If she throw it back, we gon throw that cash
It ain't nothing but some money, bandz will make her dane

[Hook: x2]
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Give me some kush and some drink and I'm a fill it up
Papers n cups, papers n cups
Got my kush, got my drink, I'm getting fucked up

 

[fox69]

"Pint Of Lean"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Pint Of Lean"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Project Pat:]
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Always blowing gas, sip Promethazine
Plays off the hood, bitch I do my thing
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Smoking purple, green, sippin' purple lean

Raised into hell, plenty drug sales
Best friend leave yo ass hanging like a coat tail
Got it on my own, got it out the dirt
Hustlin' work, catch a sucker slippin', lay his ass to the curb
All a nigga know is all a nigga seen
Real niggas keep their business on low, get the green
Like a basketball coach, have to organize a team
Have to get their mind together, have to organize a dream
Smoking gassy, suckers never ever get a passy
I got Pitbull hustle, you broke niggas Lassie
And you bitches sassy but your pussy nasty
I'm a hood nigga but this Ghost make me classy

Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Always blowing gas, sip Promethazine
Plays off the hood, bitch I do my thing
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Smoking purple, green, sippin' purple lean

[Juicy J:]
Got it out the mud, like to buy em all boots
Got this jazzy little bitch, like to blow me like a flute
All that sloppy in my lap, bitch don't get that on my suit
In that black Rolls Royce, I be whippin' like Roots
Hope my name ain't Toby, I been ballin' out like Kobe
I been pimpin' like I'm Goldie, I spent 90 on a Rollie
One time still patrolling, where I grew up at?
And this rap game filthy as a sewer rat
But fuck that, let's talk money, everybody speak that language
You got it bad but it could be worse so nigga stop complaining
I went from riding city buses now I'm private planing
Juicy J and Project Pat, [?]
Let's get this money nigga

[Project Pat:]
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Always blowing gas, sip Promethazine
Plays off the hood, bitch I do my thing
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Got it out the mud like a pint of lean
Smoking purple, green, sippin' purple lean

 

[fox69]

"Pistol And A Scale"

"Pistol And A Scale"


[Hook:]
A pistol and a scale, some boy and some bells
A pistol and a scale, a mask and a sawnoff
A pistol and a scale, ounces of the scale
A pistol and a scale, make you bitch niggas drop it off
A pistol and a scale [x3]
A mask and a sawnoff
A pistol and a scale [x3]
A mask and a sawnoff

I knew this cat, told his business to my dogs sister
He drive a benz truck, chrome rims with the wolfies
Had a house on the south side, black haven
Full of bricks of heroin, he got my dogs thinking
I told him get the information, find out where he play
Had one of them gals suck his dick, and find out where he stay
I got the information, then put the plot in motion
Money in cut though, bitches is a daily potion
Then he drank it and rocked to sleep, on the street
Ain't no nappers, walking lick, man buzzing in the hood like a rapper
Nigga crazier than the bitch, must be high on the shit
Cuz if my pockets get low, I'ma try me a bitch

[Hook]

We staked his house out for days
Pulled up in the driveway
Pulled up right behind his ass, with the pumps and AK's
Bust the window out the driver seat, snatched him out
And shot a .357 barrel in his mouth
Now will the money take us to the safe or
Bitch I swear to god, I'ma blow yo brains out hard
Tied him up, [?]
My nigga threw him in the trunk with a bit of plastic
Took us to the spot that we knew about
2 niggas came out
One was waving a 9, my nigga shot and took him out
Nigga started streaming out please don't kill me mane
Slapped him with the pistol across his head until we see brains
Uzi left the scene, 28 pounds of guns, 7 bricks of that boy, it was all good
Then we took that shit right back to the hood
Broke that shit down, and sold it in the hood

[Hook]

This a kick door, lay down on the floor
I want all the cheese and blow
Where the fuck the weed at ho
Heard you niggas spot got everything like a corner store
So I guess I'm running in that bitch like a corner store
Give it up, big boy straps in deck
This 40 got a nigga in check
Gun to your neck, gon' chop to that, he a fucking op
Choppa barrel, spitting fire like a dragon 50 shots
Ain't lagging, turn your mothafucking dress into a bloody mop
Where I'm from, you a pussy if ya out here fronting
A Memphis nigga selling drugs, mane that'll take ya something
Stuff for nothing, ain't no losses taking 40 fry ya like some bacon
Niggas b boy shitting, nigga, real niggas never fakin'

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pogo Stick"

"Pogo Stick"


[Hook:]
Aww yeah, there she goes
Skinny jeans and stilettos
Every time she walk her booty wobble like some Jell-O
Aww yeah, there she goes
Nails done got her hair fixed
Lip gloss, and she knows how to ride that pogo stick
Ride that pogo stick, ride that ride that pogo stick [x4]
It's your boy P-A-T-za
I ain't gonna tease ya
I mangle that coochie hole
I know how to please ya
Some hard little titty nipples
Go on make that booty jiggle
Polish sausage in your face
Might as well take a nibble
Have you walking like a cripple
When a nigga get ya
I needs me a victim
Bend on over let me stick ya
Swallowed you a pill
Now yo' clit start tinglin'
Gotta give her that long hard black ding-a-ling
Something like jangalang
Cuz I'm on these hoes dawg
Bigger than a corn dog
Girls call me horn dog
Up and down up and down
Ridin' like a boss
Imma' put you in the bucket
And nail you to the cross
[Hook]
Toot that booty in the air
Just shake just shake
She gettin' action over there
Don't hate don't hate
We get it crackin' up in here
Bottles poppin' up in here
Purple smokin', VIP
Liquor swallowed up in here
Got these juicy booty hoes with the g-strings on
When they play that Project Pat, that beat, that's my song
Memphis Tenn, my home, North Memphis my throne
Back out, showin' tatts with them Apple Bottoms on
Yeah we love havin' sex
But we'd rather get some cap
Get to grindin' on this thing
While you sittin' on my lap
Ooh I think I see a gap
Right between them bow legs
I wanna hit you from the back with your legs to your head
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Posse Song"
(feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse)

"Posse Song"
(feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse)



[Project Pat]
Hen hen hen-o-sin
Make a playa sin
Mix it in with the white gin
Here we go again
Project Pat, gotta keep a strap
Haters know I rap
Wanna shoot me in my gold teeth, blow me off the map
I attack like a shark would
Represent this hood
North Memphis nigga, Hollywood
Make it understood
In my blood, ain't no traitness
Or no fakeness
And no hoe couldn't break this
You can hate this

[Crunchy Black]
This bitch that bitch, nigga here's the deal
Crunchy ain't runnin round here fakin deals
Crunchy runnin round here tryna get a mil
While you fakin a deal, it don't cost nothin to be real
All you gotta do is keep that shit real
Don't be runnin round here hollarin you got deals
Don't be runnin round here hollarin that you will kill
It don't cost nothing to be real
But it cost when you kill

[DJ Paul]
I'm bout to crash into you suckaz like the world trade
I'm ridin green Escalade
Full of green grenades
You hoes always hollarin that we be some bitches and shit
But every time I turn around you got our name on your shit
I used to be with them
Mane i'm still with them
You wish you was with them
How the fuck you hate them
When you always claimin them
I think its funny cuz yall faggots be still, callin my studio
Tryna get back, stay who you with, cuz I don't need you hoe

[La Chat]
I call up my niggaz, we buck and toss with no mercy hoe
We packin this guage and decorating you with bullet holes
La Chat I be ready, you bout to say for no reason shit
That leaves me no choice, to grab my glock and fuck up your wig
You think killa talk
But ain't no kill in your blood boy
That infrared be beamin i got ya scopin behind ya door
You niggaz can't take it, you hate the fact that we runnin it
You ain't gotta love it, but you gonna learn to respect it bitch

[Lord Infamous]
Got some syrup in my cup, got some smoke in my mouth
Got some white in my nose, got your bitch on the couch
Got her head in my lap, trick I gotta keep it South
Got a problem with Three Six? gotta blow your brains out
Got the South sewed up
Got the guns, load up
Fuckin with the Scarecrow, that'll get ya blown up
It's a hold up
Everybody fold up
Niggaz talk like they tough
But they ain't got no nuts, bitch

[Juicy J]
I'm shootin a dyke in her breast-o
Coward in his chest-o
And this police nigga what we call him Donnie Brasco
If you bitches want war, you can bring it, lets go
When i put this tone in ya face, presto
A killa in a black coat, gonna make a mess tho
Leave ya in the street with a bloody Willie Esco
Drankin on some scotch, and we choppin down that cocoa
Tryna roll some pot in a fuckin optimo (mo)

[Frayser Boy]
Dont you make the wrong move, and you get your ass killed dog
A fake ass nigga but he claimin that he real dog
You ain't got to lie to kick it actin like he down dog
Always lookin like tryna wear a murder frown dog
Don't you get smacked and be gettin off the pavement dog
Don't you make me act a fool with some bad behavior dog
Hypnotize Camp Posse got my fuckin back dog
Frayser Boy'll leave ya stankin pop you with the gat dog

[Project Pat]
I'm watchin out for you polices niggaz we tight
This unit rip your head in pieces, I know you feel it
These lyrics just like Mona Lisa's cuz you can sell it
The Posse click tight like feces, I know you smell it
This ghetto hood shit is crucial, just like a murda
You step hoe then we shoot ya, we quick to serve ya
You hate us, then it's mutual, so don't be scared a
The H-C-P'll do ya, mane we gon hurt ya

 

[fox69]

"Powder"

"Powder"


Powder Gets You Hyper,
Gets You Hyper,
Gets You Hype,
Gets You Hyper. [x4]
Still 44 Parking lot I'm at the mall.
Across the street, behind your gun, dislocating your jaw.
Gots that one hitta quitta, them stars all you saw.
Just your average street fool with a nose full of Raw.
Take a pause for a minute heart beating through my chest.
Simple robbery can turn into a true bloody mess.
Guess he didn't understand that I had to gone get my man.
Powder head Ross in the trap snortin up the grams.
Man they had me posted up, just in case the jackers came.
Pay me money for my services? Nah. I want Cocaine.
Came to me all night, with the place full of Powder.
Didn't have a thought of Blow, so I had to use the dollar.
Powder Gets you Hyper,
Gets You Hyper,
Gets You Hype,
Gets You Hyper. [x4]
See the madness in me drained out the "Cain," what I came for.
Having mood swings kinda Koo Koo for the Cocoa.
Choppin' down the flaky chunks, so white like Irish Soap.
You didn't catch a good dream, must a had some bad Blow.
Not from me though, cause the Kid got that Whitney White.
Takin' 20 Xanax pills to bring you down off this high.
Eyeballs big and glossy,
wide like on "Cough-Fee" up all night snortin' can't sleep like on coffee.
At the room with my Snow Bunny and we Blowing.
Got a girlfriend with it too, and she Going.
A school teacher balked and she just started hoeing.
Good Coke will have you hittin' broads like you Rollin'.
Powder Gets You Hyper,
Gets You Hyper,
Gets You Hype,
Gets You Hyper...

 

[fox69]

"Priorites"

"Priorites"


I was just getting started in the rap game
Still had one foot remain in the drug game
I'm my own boss
Could a left this bitch like I came
Pump it like the pussy
To walk away with being sane
Lord bless me main
I need to switch my life up
Put the weed and liquor down
Try to get wifed up
Austin Powers with these whores
My son's now Minime
Picked the wrong baby mama
Sleeping with the enemy
Real niggas [?] fuck the bitch and mean that shit
Go to jail, get money
Nigga leave that bitch
You suppose to be one
Like the coke and the coke pan
Lady heroine can turn a boss into a broke man
Got to take control of these bitches like a bad habit
Dress her like a queen and she'll still be a maggot
All these steady [?] and the drummer you can miss me
You can miss me, kiss me
Naw, ain't no telling where your lips be
Or been, on been, that real could have been
Buy you a new purse
Bitch I ain't none a dem
(Naw I ain't none a dem
You heard)
Bitch I ain't none a dem

Should've paid your light bill
You bought a outfit
Need to get your mind right
Get off that dumb shit
Handle your priorities
Your priorities
Handle your priorities
Your priorities

Should've paid your light bill
You bought a outfit
Need to get your mind right
Get off that dumb shit
Handle your priorities
Your priorities
Handle your priorities
Your priorities

Let me explain the deal
I can't miss a meal
I know your pussy wet
And you stay on pills
And you stay on liquor
And you stay on green
I ain't sleepin' around snakes
I don't stay on lean
How'd you focus bitch
Know when you suck my dick
Bands keep my dick on [?]
Motherfucker bitch
And you niggas catchin' murder charges over hoes?
You are some stupid motherfuckers
Case closed
Call me Hector
I'm about my pesos
Money first, bitch last
You can replace hoes
If the cheddar cheese like some Queso
Youy rather [?] goes a bummer and chase hoes

Should've paid your light bill
You bought an outfit
You need to get your mind right
Get off that dumb shit
Handle your priorities
Your priorities
Handle your priorities
Your priorities

When is income tax time
You bitches bawling down
Forty five days later
You'd be calling down
To the man upstairs
Looking for a bliss
By unnecessary shit
Get a Smith & Wesson
And blow your brains out
Bitches get out the way
Real niggas save their money for a rain each day
And make a plate every chance that a nigga get
Fuck boss every chance nigga shit
That bitch open 'em legs every chance a nigga hittin
Once blow a button, blow a nut a nigga splittin
Light bills still due
Kids gotta eat
Your sorry baby daddy
Only transportation fee
For still holding onto a pipe dream you is wrong
The fat lady ain't gonna come
She done already song
(Fa la la... fa la laa)

She'll already sung baby, like real talk you gotta understand sumn
I mean, it's cool for you to want some dick and yea he'll uck the shit out you
But bitch you gotta handle your priorities
Can't be missing work
Cause you want to get a nut
What the fuck wrong you
Ain't glad you shhh... shhhh

 

[fox69]

"Pull A Move"

"Pull A Move"


[Hook:]
I'm bout to pull a move, I'm bout to pull a move
I'm bout to pull a move, I'm bout to pull a move
Some bails here, some bricks there
Some pills here, some boy there
I'm bout to pull a move, I'm bout to pull a move
I'm bout to pull a move, I'm bout to pull a move
A stash here, some work there
Some powder here, some weed there
I'm bout to ride on you niggas with that chopper thang
And like we auto man I'ma let that bitch sang
I never start shit my nigga, that I can not end
You out here flexin' that's why your dope got kidnapped
A real nigga bout his money gon' receive respect
And bullets comin' out them [?]
Like that Tec, back in the days, that I used to carry
[?] hustlin', gettin' brain, blowin' Mary
I do moves and I do flex
Been not going bout a [?]
Flossing in the nigga face
I jack hand on my stack
Plenty pills, plenty pounds everythang is for sale
Hand out to me to me you ain't my dawg, you can go to hell
[Hook]
I got to down bitches out here [?]
They on they hustle like Project Pat do in the future[?]
I'm out here on a mission
Dwag I'm in a good position
I feel you niggas tryin' to me me street intuition
Maybe superstition but I do not sleep on suckers
It's been shit get worse might have to kill some motherfuckers
Talkin' to nigga [?]
He was really scary
But a scary nigga put you in the cemetery
I'm a god at all times like a (swash butcher[?])
My nigga I don't want your bitch I already fucked her
She already ate my dick like Capital Green
Put me on a lick over 30 thousand pills
[Hook]