DJ Paul, Project Pat - Cyoazzndalot lyrics
[DJ Paul, Project Pat - Cyoazzndalot lyrics]
(Project Pat) straight from the projects
North Memphis my stomping ground
You bitches don't make a move
You niggas don't make a sound
Get blown if you wanna ho
Don't fuss at the sawed-off ho
A hole through yo head though
Lay yo mammy on the flo
Crack rock for them crack fiends
Some tones for them robbers
My fingerprints on the shells
So I keeps a revolver
This song about selling dope
Cross niggas with chump change
We stick a yawk in your face
And blow out your damn brains
We gone off that whitey-white
It get you high as a kite
I'm soaring high with the birds
I'm smoking the hydro herb
It's plentiful down here
Smoking weed and drinking beer
Get to mixing vodka
My nig' with the Everclear
If pockets get empty then I gotta take some
I slap you with 44
You know I'm gone break some
You start seeing stars
And wondering who done took your shit
When I ain't got cheese
I'm like a fiend having crack fit's
A bitch act up in the club
I see his ass in the lot
A bitch act up in the club
See you in the parking lot, nigga
(Project Pat) you lames talking smack
Get done in my nig' shot in the back
And drug in a ditch pistol-a smack
Spit up teeth and blood cock back the gat
Yo face in the mud cops they get mad
No-body got caught get a-way clean
Put jewelry in vault keep something, work
And got to make cheese all bitches hating
Can hit they knees turn up the volume
Pump up the snare and drank on the bottle
While smoking Mary don't pop a pill, bitch
Knocked out on X the dick hard as hell
But like I been hexed bitch
Gone off that shit this weed got me going
Nose kinda raw so i start to blowing
Fucked on your gal and you know she going
I'm drunk as hell from drinking the moet
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at (Continues)
A bitch act up in this club
I see his ass in the lot
A bitch act up in this club
See you in the parking lot
Get buck, get buck get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck (Fades out)
North Memphis my stomping ground
You bitches don't make a move
You niggas don't make a sound
Get blown if you wanna ho
Don't fuss at the sawed-off ho
A hole through yo head though
Lay yo mammy on the flo
Crack rock for them crack fiends
Some tones for them robbers
My fingerprints on the shells
So I keeps a revolver
This song about selling dope
Cross niggas with chump change
We stick a yawk in your face
And blow out your damn brains
We gone off that whitey-white
It get you high as a kite
I'm soaring high with the birds
I'm smoking the hydro herb
It's plentiful down here
Smoking weed and drinking beer
Get to mixing vodka
My nig' with the Everclear
If pockets get empty then I gotta take some
I slap you with 44
You know I'm gone break some
You start seeing stars
And wondering who done took your shit
When I ain't got cheese
I'm like a fiend having crack fit's
A bitch act up in the club
I see his ass in the lot
A bitch act up in the club
See you in the parking lot, nigga
(Project Pat) you lames talking smack
Get done in my nig' shot in the back
And drug in a ditch pistol-a smack
Spit up teeth and blood cock back the gat
Yo face in the mud cops they get mad
No-body got caught get a-way clean
Put jewelry in vault keep something, work
And got to make cheese all bitches hating
Can hit they knees turn up the volume
Pump up the snare and drank on the bottle
While smoking Mary don't pop a pill, bitch
Knocked out on X the dick hard as hell
But like I been hexed bitch
Gone off that shit this weed got me going
Nose kinda raw so i start to blowing
Fucked on your gal and you know she going
I'm drunk as hell from drinking the moet
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at where you hoes at
Where you hoes at (Continues)
A bitch act up in this club
I see his ass in the lot
A bitch act up in this club
See you in the parking lot
Get buck, get buck get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck (Fades out)