Frenchie, Project Pat - Hunnit Thousand lyrics
[Frenchie, Project Pat - Hunnit Thousand lyrics]
Squad! Uhhhh
(dayum son where'd you find this?)
Three 6 Mafia
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane
Bandz A Make Her Dance, Juicy J's her dad
I'm in the hood, like Project Pat
I'm sipping dat drank, that drank
Leave a nigga so low, low
I'm taking your bitch, like limbo
I make her go low, low
Bricksquad losing, that ain't common sense
Ever since shirt off
I've been seeing common sense
Sippin' on some sizzurp
I want her I'm gon' get her
Your man just checked your phone
And he just saw my picture
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane
Niggas say they keep it real
Yeah real police
When these mothafucking foney shit ever sees
Look you suckas in yo eyes
While the burners raise
While you pleading for your life
Shoot you in yo face or to the opposition
A nigga run up with yo pack
Or they own yo snitch on out the kitchon
A hundred thousand money flip on
All this rattin' out here mane
Gon' make me start pip on
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane
(dayum son where'd you find this?)
Three 6 Mafia
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane
Bandz A Make Her Dance, Juicy J's her dad
I'm in the hood, like Project Pat
I'm sipping dat drank, that drank
Leave a nigga so low, low
I'm taking your bitch, like limbo
I make her go low, low
Bricksquad losing, that ain't common sense
Ever since shirt off
I've been seeing common sense
Sippin' on some sizzurp
I want her I'm gon' get her
Your man just checked your phone
And he just saw my picture
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane
Niggas say they keep it real
Yeah real police
When these mothafucking foney shit ever sees
Look you suckas in yo eyes
While the burners raise
While you pleading for your life
Shoot you in yo face or to the opposition
A nigga run up with yo pack
Or they own yo snitch on out the kitchon
A hundred thousand money flip on
All this rattin' out here mane
Gon' make me start pip on
My bitches bring me your whole stero-status
I run this trick from Juicy J to Project Pat
Uhhh
Gold teeth, playing music, bussin' slabs
Sippin' that drank, that put me on my back
Yeee, I'm a hunnit thousand
My swagga hunnit thousand
I made a hunnit thousand
Off that public housin'
A hunnit thousand, I'm so one hunnit mane
Brick squad, thats what I'm yellin' mane