Project Pat Whole Lotta Weed Lyrics

Chorus 2x
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (all that we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you n____z (dont f___ wit me)

(Project Pat)
Real playaz like to smoke a
Stroke a offa in her throata
Bend ova let me poke her
Rolla up some more dopa
Dont take me fo a joka
Hollows will make ya croaka
My hands around your throata
Grip grip tight and choke her
Hate hate me fo no reason
Beat beat yo like a peon
Pumpkin head whatchu getta
It must be killin season
For some droppas and suckas
Coward a__ mothufuckas
Poppin off that cappa
Could get you killed like othas
Maybe its not yo time
Maybe it could be mine
Then put me in a box
And burry me wit my nine
Forty-Fo and my shotty
Hatas I'm feeling sorry
Wishin that they put
Tha bullets up in my body
But thats if im a gonna
For when i smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and potent marijuana
Project Pat in this b____a
Tryin to man get richa
The first pull off this dope is gonna hitcha

Chorus 2x
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (all that we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you n____z (dont f___ wit me)

Stay down about cho game-a
Fama i never claim-a
A mug is on my face-a
For those who are a stranga
Strange cause i do not know ya
Chip chip up on my shoulda
Im knockin out yo teeths
Fist hard just like a boulda
Im creepin in that Nova
So what i'm in codova
A n____ done got bolda
His life is gon be ova
Grey tape with clip bananna
I kidnap i can handle
He came to me with Anna
He should of mind his manners
I hit him with the tecca
d___ near tore off his necka
He prayin im gon squosh him
He shoulda prayed to Mecca
You hataz like to tempt me
Squeeze triggaz till im empty
This weed turned me out
I d___ near let it hit me
Smokin nothin but that fire
(d___ that was my last blunt dog)
n____ you's a liar
So you tryin to screw me
I told you not to do me
Im drinkin on that brewsky
This s___ is goin threw me

Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta..........
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Out the pen
One more gian
Is yo dog stackin ens
Makin cheese f___in hoes
Knockin ducks off they toes
Up the nose
Goes the white
Pimpin hoes take a flight
Like a kite like a plane
My n____ im the man
Mista dont take no s___
Mista well take yo b____
Ten toes bout to biz
Cowards cant handle these
Scandle these pair north
Bout to bust on my boys
Check n____z fo they grip
Pistols swing busted lip
Busted chops thats yo a__
Punk b____ wheres the cash
Money green chedder cheese
All b____es hit they knees
Serve em up ready to rock
Disturbute them on da check
Always keep a mere glock
Place it up to your back
Fat sacks your smokin on
Mack man wit a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Ridin by then i shoot
Whos to say cheefin hay
Hustlin to get pay
Round the clock
Round the way
Gettin mines every day