Whole Lotta Weed lyrics
Song information
Artist: Project Pat Album: Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin'
Lyrics
Chorus 2x Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed) Drinkin bottles of that liquor (all that we need) This 9mm (will make you bleed) I advise you niggaz (dont fuck wit me)
(Project pat) Real playaz like to smoke a Stroke a offa in her throata Bend ova let me poke her Rolla up some more dopa Dont take me fo a joka Hollows will make ya croaka My hands around your throata Grip it tight like a choke her Cant hate me fo no reason Beat beat yo like a peon Pumpkin head whatchu getta It must be killin season For salt droppas and suckas Coward ass mothufuckas Poppin off that cappa Could get chu killed like othas Maybe its not yo time-a Maybe it could be mine-a Then put me in a box and bury me wit my nine-a Forty-fo and my shotty Hatas are feelin sorry Wishin they put tha bullets up in my body But thats if im a gonna When I smell the aroma Of brown cold liquor imported marijuana Project pat in this bitcha Tryin to man get richa The first pull off this dope is gonna getcha
Chorus 2x Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed) Drinkin bottles of that liquor (all that we need) This 9mm (will make you bleed) I advise you niggaz (dont fuck wit me)
Stay down about cho gama Fama I never claima A mug is on my facea For those who are a stranga Strange cause I do not knowa Chip chip on yo shoulda Im knockin out yo teeths Fist hard just like a boulda Im creepin in the nova Somewhere off in codova A nigga done got boulda His life is gon be ova Grey tape with clip bananna A kidnap I can handle He came to me with anna He should of mind his manners I hit him with the tecca Damn near tore off his necka He prayin im gon squosh him He shoulda prayed to mecca You hataz like to tick me Squeeze triggaz till im empty This weed turned me out I damn near let it hit me Smokin nothin but that fire (Damn that was my last blunt dog) Nigga you's a lia So you tryin to screw me I told you not to do me Im drinkin on that brewsky This shit is goin threw me
Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta......... Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Out the pen One more 'gin Is yo dog stackin ens Makin cheese fuckin hoes Knockin ducks off they toes Up the nose Goes the white Pimpin hoes take a flight Like a kite like a plane My nigga im the man Mista dont take no shit Mista well take yo bitch Ten toes bout to biz Cowards cant handle these Scandalous paranoid Bout to bust on my boys Check niggaz fo they grip Pistols swing busted lip Busted chops thats yo ass Punk bitch wheres the cash Money green chedder cheese All bitches hit they knees Serve em up ready to rock Disturbute them on da track Always keep a mere glock Place it up to your back Fat sacks im smokin on Mack man wit a tone P-a-t bout to be Ridin by then I shoot Whos to say cheefin hay Hustlin to get pay Round the clock Round the way Gettin mines every day
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