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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Vocals
Project Pat
Project Pat
Vocals
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Sampled Artist
Juicy J
Juicy J
Spoken Word
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Songwriter
DARYL CARTER
DARYL CARTER
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Linda Cooke
Linda Cooke
Songwriter
Patrick Houston
Patrick Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer
Lil' Pat
Lil' Pat
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Project Pat talks Chorus(2x)-Project Pat Mane you know the business Mane you know the business Playa gon' shine trick You ain't on my level trick Mane you know the business Mane you know the business Catch up wit' cha kind mane I don't deal wit' fakeness Project Pat-1st verse Still a mack Still a thug Still a mane showing love To my dawgs, to my folks Violators be slugs in ya back Ratta-tat It's your dawg Project Pat In da hood having fun Sippin' on Parmason Give me some, show me love Like the man up above Spread my wings like a dove Mean mug niggas looking And a henn from a smile Bucket side blood cooking Got a problem wit' my style Wit' the click, wit' the clan Lanes I don't understand If you feel that you real Fuck it's on lightning On the real hoes but they mouth And get pimp smacked Automatic gat, get yo' motherfuckin' head crack Heat tight, trick tight Killas pullin' pistol plates When you pull ya tone My nig' that's where you gon' lay I'm a say this to you haters wit' the problem Step up to the Patsta Boy I'm a solve'em Chorus-2x Project Pat-2nd verse All in my face And he knowing he don't like me Proably wanna shoot me Maybe even fight me Suck me, paid me Mane that's what yo' bitch do Loving me the most cause I let her do the click to Profit Posse all these hoes never frontin' Mane they off that ezay Gobblin' up somethin' Dick in ya mouth Slow it down wit' that rough stuff Five vicious catos curling like a chesse puff Chesse first cap blast AC Rolls in the tenet (Baby what's been goin' on) Nothing hoe but the dick Got me bent out of shape To you hoes that are fake Get the fuck out my face Before I shoot you in ya face Murder rate, shell increase Mother-fuck the police Ridin' up on yo' ass, in ya ass Be decrease, never peace Where I live know for the cross-cut First haters step First haters get tossed out Chorus-1x Talking til next song
Writer(s): Bobby Womack, Darryl Carter, Linda Cooke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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