Project Pat Lyrics

Project Pat Lyrics

"Ghetto Type Broad Lyrics"

DieselBreeze Lyrics
The train rises up out of the dark Above the boarded up boulevards And burnt out cars But save your sympathy Conceal your fear Pretend you got no feelings to feel Life is making a mouse of you

[Project Pat]
She's a freaky young gal a bi-sexual
But a hustler though and will sell some snow
Wit dat' juicy fat thang I can't let you go
What she doing mane wit' all that I bet you know?
Baby girl takes dem trips down to Mexico
Get dem birds and dat herbs and will see her doe
Clock ticks like her brain when she sceme a plot
Set playas up for change and recive alot
My thang staying on hard make that coochi
Down The Road Lyrics
On the blue side of evenin' When the darkness takes control You start lookin' for a reason To take your lonesome on down the road 'Cause the night is filled with strangers All you need is one
e pop
A suck me up til she get the last goocy drop
The shake club never had much to offer her
A dike broad get none cuz it's boss wit her
And it's boss wit' me why you be asking when twirking
She don't claim pimp but she'll have ya' working
All it's certain she been dere and did dat'
Could be corporate lawyer or a hood rat

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
She's a ghetto type broad and her life was hard
catching me wi
Back Up Off Me Lyrics
[Mean Green] What's up y'all? It's the Mean-ster Green-ster THIS should be played in residential neighborhoods clubs, cars, at high volume Get (?) wodies, at high volume [Master P - over Mean Gre
' the doe and she'll take the charge

[Project Pat]
Razor blade in ya mouth green stuff in ya' stuff
Philly blunts in ya' purse but dat ain't enough
Turning liqor bottles up cha' mane as we dip
Turn right turn left each corner take a sip
Say wussup to the big pussy click in Hine Park
Learna and Leonara and those who got hard
Staying down wit your dogs till they let your dogs go
Jail house like a dog house dog
White Light, White Heat Lyrics
White light White light gonna go straight to my eyes White light White light gonna fill me up with surprise White heat White heat tickle me way down to my toes White light White light gonna kil
y'ain't know
Everbody need somebody real on there team
No letters no visitation make you mean
Make you wanna think everybody left you for dead
And ya' gal dat' you love out dere giving head
What the past don't be thinking bout the things that I did
I need money for some commisaries can ya' dig
Taking chances with us so we can live
Put some rims on my car shoes for the kids

[Chorus] - repeat