Money Makin’ Trick Fam-Lay (Ft. Project Pat)

[Intro: Project Pat]
Put your hood up, baby

[Chorus: Project Pat]
(Yes I'm a)
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
('Cause I'm a)
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
(Yes I'm a)
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
('Cause I'm a)
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick breaker
Pimp, player, girl layer, money makin' trick brеaker

[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
They call me Fam-a-Lam, I keep thе tan in hand
I keep them grands in hand, I make them cannons blam
Look at my lifestyle, see it's in Panoram
Sold it to Tina's uncle and shot Shannon's man
See that Uptown, yeah that's what I'm reppin'
Hell, if the truth hurts, shawty, I got a weapon
I pull up on the block and everybody know me
Surrounded by so much crack rock, it's the Stone Age
While you live right next door to Mr. Green Thumb
I'm where every household make me shoot guns
See the bitch on a nigga jock and you want her next
But you would rather stick your dick in a hornet's nest