like it's no cigo' Make this screw shit coast to coast I can't be stopped like a locomotive, M P C H P eighty rolling My paper folding like laundromats
you within a day or two I'mma track you down and pull a *** rapper root Ain't no way you *** can hide I can get you in the house, I can get you outside
Are you waiting? Waiting for something that's wrong Are you waiting? You know sometimes a girl must move along Are you waiting? Waiting for something
Gets Hectic, My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected. [Verse 2:] Damn I Wanna Run To You Hold You & Kiss You & Tell You How I Miss You. Thought I Would
you like my outfit, don't even fake the deal I thought you said you had your girl on the light bill (Project Pat) Always in my face talkin this and
I feel like I'm dyin' Maybe the world is against me Maybe the world thinks I'm crazy Sometimes I feel like I'm_ Sometimes I feel like I'm losing
[Intro: Project Pat] Yes sir hypnotized mutherfuckin minds my boy Lil Wyte about to put it down for you mutherfuckin hoe's just like this it's goin down
talkin' about, bitch (Yeah) Yeah, bitch, ya understand, tell that nigga ya understand You ain't missin', bitch, you ain't on no milk carton You with
life theres no game that i would play some people say that if u play a game then man you get em played back on you I thought u knew you shouldn'
a nigga plan a hit Or grab my pistol grip and take care my business Cause they don't know who they fuckin' with Call my nigga Project Pat cause I
your shoulders (Project Pat) Mister murderer robbers Niggas with some charges You fake mothafuckas We gonna finish what you started Yo heart is a nigga set Bitch you
shows You always want some money but never wrote no flows You think I gotta put you in all our videos And every time I buy something you want some C notes You
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North" Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip Handle
you wish you could Y'all wish y'all could get back with us Then maybe then you could shine Like the rappers you wish you was And get off the grind I'm
ya strapped But you cowards like to play hard But knowing that you don't wanna catch A murder charge See niggas like to get full of dat weed and liquor You
you is no more got plaques up on my walls got twenties on my cars keep coming like you coming and I'm gonna show you I ain't fucked up bout no charge
you layin' [Verse 2: Crunchy Blac] You tryna wear my shoes You tryna wear my clothes You tryna be like me, I'm tryna be like you bro, What I'm really
