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Project pat man, I'm tired of this s**t
you need to get yo s**t, and get
La Chat fck you, you get yo muth*fkin s**t
I don't give a fk who name on the light bill
yo muth*fkin as* up out of here
La Chat nigg*, dem yo stank ass, dirty as* draws on the muth*fkin floor
get dem dirty as* draws, and clothes
Project pat ahh, you got me so mess up now,
La Chat nigg*, you already mess up
Project patlet me tell you something man, look all you
La Chat yo name on the rent, I don't give a fk, THIS MY s**t, I RUN THIS
Project pat WHAT, all you doing is cooking that burnt as* chicken,
eating popcorn, and drinking, and drinking all d*mn day
La Chat nigg*, It fed yo muth*fkin ass, you ain't had no
problem when you was eating the s**t, lickin' yo fingers and s**t
Project pat man, you got me mess up!
La Chat fcK YOU!
chorus (Project Pat)
I don't need you anymore (that's right, that's right)
So, you can get yo little as* out the door (that's right, that's right)
Don't every bite the d*ck that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right)
Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
La Chat
I got you hot, I'm at the top of the charts, so muth*fk ya
nigg* you can get the fk on, cause I don't love ya
I don't want ya trick, fk the hoes that you cheated wit
Now, we ain't together, you be claiming, you ain't gotta a b*tch
nigg* please, know that you thought, that I would leave ya
nigg* please, know that you thought, a b*tch need ya
fk you up, is for the good that I done left ya, man
La Chat got ya sick, cause I'm moving on to better things
Gotta nigg* break down fk me all against the wall
Tell me that he love me, taking shopping sprees at the mall
Clean my truck, keep yo son, boy, I'm out here living large
When I'm on my tour, he be giving me his credit cards
When I hit the door, we be fkin on the kitchen floor
He be eating my p*ssy, but of course you know you is the pro
fkin up wit you, had me thinking dreams ain't true
Now, sittin' here thinking, why the fk I every fk wit you
chorus (Project Pat)
I don't need you anymore (that's right, that's right)
So, you can get yo little as* out the door (that's right, that's right)
Don't every bite the d*ck that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right)
Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
Project Pat
I'm have to holla back at cha, flip you like a spatula
Turn you into a bachelorette and I'm a be a bachelor
I'm a la spectacular, living like a macula
No, fix hair, fresh clothes, you on crackula
Dollars we can stackula, you wanted to actula
Like you was the boss, and you suck me dry like Dracula
You deserve a smackula, better yet a snapula
Right across yo lips, work your hips on the trackula
fk 'em til you sense-u-less, captin so ridiculous
Never hear, what you say, cause you speaking gibberish
You the b*tch, yapping squaw, for some d*ck, on the stalk
You done got your walking papers, now its time for you to walk
Step on off and be a mom, dem yo kids I got none
You at home feeding yo son, but I'm out having fun
Riding clean smelling good, dipping in ya neighborhood
Saw you at the mattabus, looking hard, wish ya could
chorus (Project Pat)
I don't need you anymore (that's right, that's right)
So, you can get yo little as* out the door (that's right, that's right)
Don't every bite the d*ck that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right)
Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
Project Pat
I'm a gorilla on a ho-a, so b*tch don't you start
The cap c*ck booty ho, and the every card
Go steal a credit card, so we can play some paper
You got a rumpshaker, now that's a moneymaker
I'm mean a dummy breaker, don't be no instigator
I'll beat the brakes on yo as* like the terminator
I used to fk, freaky sl*t, in the bo, bo (booty)
I fired you, now you looking like some dodo
A rudy poo poo, that what ya really is
Ain't buying s**t for dem rats, ho dem ain't my kids
You come a crying back-a, the key is what you lack- a
You drink some gasoline, I'm a bout to strike a match-a
I don't got nothing for-a, see you and I ignore ya
You used to be a vette (corvette), now you an old Explorer
It ain't a thang you can do to get back in either
You won't even get the privilege to suck peter
chorus (Project Pat)
I don't need you anymore (that's right, that's right)
So, you can get yo little as* out the door (that's right, that's right)
Don't every bite the d*ck that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right)
Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)