[Project man, I'm tired of this shit you to get yo shit, and get [La Chat] Fuck you, you get yo shit I don't a fuck who name on the light bill yo ass up out of here [La Nigga, dem yo stank ass, dirty ass draws on the muthafuckin floor get dem ass draws, and clothes [Project pat] ahh, you got me so up now, [La Chat] Nigga, you mess up [Project me tell you something man, look all you [La Chat] yo name on the rent, I don't give a fuck, THIS MY SHIT, I RUN [Project pat] WHAT, all you doing is cooking that ass chicken, popcorn, and drinking, and drinking all damn day [La Chat] nigga, It fed yo ass, you ain't had no problem when you was the shit, lickin' yo fingers and shit [Project man, you got me mess up! [La FUCK YOU!
(Project Pat) I need you anymore (that's right, that's right) So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, right) Don't every bite the dick feeds you ho (that's right, that's right) don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
[La I got you hot, I'm at the top of the charts, so ya Nigga you can get the fuck on, cause I don't ya I don't want ya trick, fuck the hoes you cheated wit Now, we ain't together, you be claiming, you ain't gotta a Nigga please, know that you thought, that I leave ya Nigga please, know that you thought, a need ya Fuck you up, is for the good I done left ya, man La Chat got ya sick, cause I'm on to better things Gotta nigga break down fuck me all against the Tell me that he me, taking shopping sprees at the mall Clean my truck, keep yo son, boy, I'm out here large When I'm on my tour, he be giving me his cards When I hit the door, we be fuckin on the kitchen He be my pussy, but of course you know you is the pro Fuckin up wit you, had me thinking dreams true Now, sittin' here thinking, why the fuck I every wit you
(Project Pat) I don't need you (that's right, that's right) So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, right) every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right) Cause don't ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
Pat] I'm have to holla back at cha, you like a spatula Turn you into a bachelorette and I'm a be a I'm a la spectacular, living a macula No, fix hair, fresh clothes, you on Dollars we can stackula, you wanted to Like you was the boss, and you me dry like Dracula You deserve a smackula, yet a snapula Right across yo lips, work your on the trackula Fuck 'em til you sense-u-less, captin so Never hear, you say, cause you speaking gibberish You the bitch, yapping squaw, for dick, on the stalk You done got your walking papers, now its for you to walk on off and be a mom, dem yo kids I got none You at home yo son, but I'm out having fun clean smelling good, dipping in ya neighborhood Saw you at the mattabus, looking hard, ya could
(Project Pat) I don't you anymore (that's right, that's right) So, you can get yo little ass out the (that's right, that's right) Don't bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right) Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, right)
Pat] I'm a gorilla on a ho-a, so don't you start The cap cock ho, and the every card Go a credit card, so we can play some paper You got a rumpshaker, now a moneymaker I'm a dummy breaker, don't be no instigator beat the brakes on yo ass like the terminator I to fuck, freaky slut, in the bo, bo (booty) I fired you, now you looking like some A rudy poo poo, that what ya is buying shit for dem rats, ho dem ain't my kids You a crying back-a, the key is what you lack- a You drink gasoline, I'm a bout to strike a match-a I got nothing for-a, see you and I ignore ya You to be a vette (corvette), now you an old Explorer It ain't a thang you can do to get in either You won't even get the privilege to suck
(Project Pat) I don't you anymore (that's right, that's right) So, you can get yo ass out the door (that's right, that's right) every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that's right) Cause don't know ho, start no show (that's right, right)