[Chorus: Project Pat] Wonabee wonabee Everybody wonabee Like a young G Gold teeth, drinkin' Hennessy Slang a ounce, to a bird In the street, like the
you bitches don't won't Step to me wrong Paul, Juicy, Pat, La Chat Be strapped wit' them pumps Now how you figure when you fuck up that we gone let you
want to get rid of those faked up hoes It's the city of Memphis watch me witness how this nigga unload Rage make me regularly, force me blood I feed
Let me see your gold shine, let me see your gold shine Let me see your gold shine, let me see your gold shine Let me see your gold shine, let me see your
fiend for dat ghetty green Gotta get da cream, get da cheese, dats by any means If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign Project Pat, from
Ghetty green, ghetty green I gotta get the green Ghetty green, ghetty green And that's by any means Ghetty green, ghetty green I gotta get the green
hole you quit your guessin' All you doin' man iz ? And I'm restin' To dis non cheba bullshit you stressin' Tellin' me to quit smokin' dis green It jus' calm me
that white and 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
] Let me see do you niggas rob Let me see do you niggas kill Let me see do you niggas know how to get you a fuckin mill Let me see do you niggas know
you niggaz (don't fuck wit me) [project pat] Real playaz like to smoke a Stroke a offa in her throata Bend ova let me poke her Dont take me fo a joka
I got all these cases Extacy orange juice make me me so horny Super pimp coked out coked out til the morning Hydro coats on sniff snoff as I sniff sniff Come let
[Project Pat] I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz couldn't ball, down to none
Three 6 Mafia f/ Al Kapone, 8Ball & MJG, DJ Spanish Fly, Project Pat DJ Paul talking: yeah yeah yeah it's goin down m- motherfucking motherfucking-town
to click on this bitch cause she need to learn me Beat her with my pistol when I thought she burned me It's the first the month you can call me sambo
' South Side Now we worldwide, watch me high side Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love Blowin' sticky green we flow
, connectin' SouthSide Now we worldwide, watch me high side Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love Blowin' sticky green
Mac rap, wouldn't fire a round Til you frown, I lay you down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, Mac niggas kiss the dirt Pat-pat with the deuce
really raw It be like Pat-B-B-B Pat-B-B-B really raw Come again now Hey, hey, ore-ore, ore-ore-o If you real, let me hear you say Hey, hey, ore-ore,