[Intro: Project Pat]
Yeah it's Project Pat in this thang
This goes out to all real niggas mane
You gettin' that money you gotta keep gettin' that cheese man
You know what I'm sayin'?
And those who sittin' around waitin' on a handout
Nigga, keep waitin'
[Hook]
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' money
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' money
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
The gutta, the hood, the drugs, what's cookin'?
The guns, the mask, the young broads hookin'
The grams, the zones, the hundred for the tens
The county, the state, the federal pen
Police in them high speeds, now that's where I been
Ya left ya house unattended, was breakin' in
Old heads 'round the way say I need to cease fire
Cocaine habit like water to the grease fire
Nines, big pinky rangs, flashy like King Tut
Dirty South ain't havin' thangs, do you see the bling, what?
Candy paint on the cars, hazelnut wood
Twenty fo' inch floaters floatin' through the hood
Yeah it's Project Pat in this thang
This goes out to all real niggas mane
You gettin' that money you gotta keep gettin' that cheese man
You know what I'm sayin'?
And those who sittin' around waitin' on a handout
Nigga, keep waitin'
[Hook]
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' money
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
The cars, the clothes, the life I chose
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' money
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
The gutta, the hood, the drugs, what's cookin'?
The guns, the mask, the young broads hookin'
The grams, the zones, the hundred for the tens
The county, the state, the federal pen
Police in them high speeds, now that's where I been
Ya left ya house unattended, was breakin' in
Old heads 'round the way say I need to cease fire
Cocaine habit like water to the grease fire
Nines, big pinky rangs, flashy like King Tut
Dirty South ain't havin' thangs, do you see the bling, what?
Candy paint on the cars, hazelnut wood
Twenty fo' inch floaters floatin' through the hood
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