[Intro]
Jeffery
Wheezy beats, ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Money, nigga
Yeah (Wheezy beats)
[Chorus]
Hundred thousand dollars a Patek (Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that Patek (yeah, that Patek, Patek)
I was in the projects with them guns, goons, they protect (Protect me)
Hundred thousand dollars on a brand new Patek
Yeah, yeah, that Patek (Yeah, they protect me)
Patek, Patek (nigga, they protect me)
Patek, Patek (Yeah)
I know they runnin' with me and that's law
They gon' protect me (They gon' protect me)
If the symbol on the back is a cross, that's a Patek (Boy, that's Patek)
Hey, yeah, that's a Patek (Woohoo)
Ayy, brand new Patek
[Verse 1]
It's not a Franck Muller (Yeah)
Go and flood it with some boogers (Yeah)
Watch me fuck her then shook her, uh (Yeah)
Brown seats, pure sugar (Woo)
I'ma get 'em smoked like Boosie (Uh, uh, uh)
Pretty boy choking on her coochie
He can't roll a blunt, he got cooties (Fool)
When I catch her with him, I'ma shoot him (Boom, boom)
Bricks white like tees (Woo, woo)
I got lil' mama on her knees (Got lil' mama on her knees)
You bet' not give the bitch the money, nigga
'Cause all she gon' do is bring it to me (Oh my God), ayy (Chuch)
Got that from the church (Pimp)
Go ride around the Chiraq streets (Pimp)
Take a private plane to the West Coast (And what?)
Man, my pants got creases (Yee)
Get that bitch the Rollie, what she want? (Want)
I'ma hit the pussy and her dome (Trunk)
I'ma do her right, never wrong (Yeah)
Got a Backwood filled up with funk (Ah, ah, ah)
Hop up out the Benz, no roof (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just bought my lady the coupe (Ah, dig)
Him him with the razor, now he loose (Ya dig?)
Pocket filled up, Bruce-Bruce (Hey)
Jeffery
Wheezy beats, ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Money, nigga
Yeah (Wheezy beats)
[Chorus]
Hundred thousand dollars a Patek (Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that Patek (yeah, that Patek, Patek)
I was in the projects with them guns, goons, they protect (Protect me)
Hundred thousand dollars on a brand new Patek
Yeah, yeah, that Patek (Yeah, they protect me)
Patek, Patek (nigga, they protect me)
Patek, Patek (Yeah)
I know they runnin' with me and that's law
They gon' protect me (They gon' protect me)
If the symbol on the back is a cross, that's a Patek (Boy, that's Patek)
Hey, yeah, that's a Patek (Woohoo)
Ayy, brand new Patek
[Verse 1]
It's not a Franck Muller (Yeah)
Go and flood it with some boogers (Yeah)
Watch me fuck her then shook her, uh (Yeah)
Brown seats, pure sugar (Woo)
I'ma get 'em smoked like Boosie (Uh, uh, uh)
Pretty boy choking on her coochie
He can't roll a blunt, he got cooties (Fool)
When I catch her with him, I'ma shoot him (Boom, boom)
Bricks white like tees (Woo, woo)
I got lil' mama on her knees (Got lil' mama on her knees)
You bet' not give the bitch the money, nigga
'Cause all she gon' do is bring it to me (Oh my God), ayy (Chuch)
Got that from the church (Pimp)
Go ride around the Chiraq streets (Pimp)
Take a private plane to the West Coast (And what?)
Man, my pants got creases (Yee)
Get that bitch the Rollie, what she want? (Want)
I'ma hit the pussy and her dome (Trunk)
I'ma do her right, never wrong (Yeah)
Got a Backwood filled up with funk (Ah, ah, ah)
Hop up out the Benz, no roof (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just bought my lady the coupe (Ah, dig)
Him him with the razor, now he loose (Ya dig?)
Pocket filled up, Bruce-Bruce (Hey)
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