[Intro: DJ Paul]
Haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's goin' down, down
This for all my niggas that be on that purple
That pur-pur-pur-purple, purple drank, yeah, that purple weed
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds, if you got it share that shit
It's goin' down
[Hook: DJ Paul & Juicy J]
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
As I took me a pull, I knew that I wasn't ready
I was used to smokin' pine, not that California ghetty
It was purple wit' them white fuzz hairs wrapped 'round it
I'm known as a fighter but my match, I done found it
From Cali to the Memphis dime streets, that our town in
I let some of my niggas test it out, and they crowned it
You niggas try to solve problems by smokin' weed
But you only gettin' high, and ya problems become deeper
But ain't, nothin' but some night birds comin' to a sleeper
Ya girl got mad, 'cause the Patsta had to leave her
Looka looka hooker so I let her hit my tree but
Purple had her mind blowed, fallin' to her knees-a
Haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's goin' down, down
This for all my niggas that be on that purple
That pur-pur-pur-purple, purple drank, yeah, that purple weed
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds, if you got it share that shit
It's goin' down
[Hook: DJ Paul & Juicy J]
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
As I took me a pull, I knew that I wasn't ready
I was used to smokin' pine, not that California ghetty
It was purple wit' them white fuzz hairs wrapped 'round it
I'm known as a fighter but my match, I done found it
From Cali to the Memphis dime streets, that our town in
I let some of my niggas test it out, and they crowned it
You niggas try to solve problems by smokin' weed
But you only gettin' high, and ya problems become deeper
But ain't, nothin' but some night birds comin' to a sleeper
Ya girl got mad, 'cause the Patsta had to leave her
Looka looka hooker so I let her hit my tree but
Purple had her mind blowed, fallin' to her knees-a
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