[Project pat] man, I'm tired of this you to get yo shit, and get [La Chat] you, you get yo muthafuckin shit I don't give a 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 dirty ass draws, and [Project pat] ahh, you got me so up now, [La Nigga, you already mess up [Project pat]let me tell you man, look all you [La Chat] yo name on the rent, I don't give a fuck, THIS MY SHIT, I RUN pat] WHAT, all you doing is cooking that burnt ass chicken, eating popcorn, and drinking, and drinking all day [La Chat] nigga, It fed yo ass, you ain't had no problem when you was eating the shit, yo fingers and shit [Project pat] man, you got me up! [La FUCK YOU!
(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)
[La I got you hot, I'm at the top of the charts, so ya you can get the fuck on, cause I don't love ya I don't ya trick, fuck the hoes that you cheated wit Now, we ain't together, you be claiming, you ain't a bitch Nigga please, know that you thought, that I leave ya Nigga please, that you thought, a bitch need ya Fuck you up, is for the good I done left ya, man La Chat got ya sick, cause I'm moving on to things Gotta nigga down fuck me all against the wall Tell me that he love me, shopping sprees at the mall Clean my truck, keep yo son, boy, I'm out living large When I'm on my tour, he be me his credit cards I hit the door, we be fuckin on the kitchen floor He be eating my pussy, but of you know you is the pro up wit you, had me thinking dreams ain't true Now, sittin' thinking, why the fuck I every fuck wit you
(Project Pat) I don't need you (that's right, that's right) So, you can get yo ass out the door (that's right, that's right) Don't every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, right) don't know ho, start no show (that's right, that's right)
[Project I'm have to back at cha, flip you like a spatula Turn you into a and I'm a be a bachelor I'm a la spectacular, living a macula No, fix hair, clothes, you on crackula Dollars we can stackula, you to actula Like you was the boss, and you suck me dry Dracula You deserve a smackula, better yet a Right across yo lips, work hips on the trackula 'em til you sense-u-less, captin so ridiculous Never hear, you say, cause you speaking gibberish You the bitch, squaw, for some dick, on the stalk You done got your papers, now its time for you to walk on off and be a mom, dem yo kids I got none You at home feeding yo son, but I'm out fun Riding smelling good, dipping in ya neighborhood Saw you at the mattabus, hard, wish ya could
(Project Pat) I don't need you (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 booty ho, and the every Go steal a card, so we can play some paper You got a rumpshaker, now that's a I'm a dummy breaker, don't be no instigator I'll the brakes on yo ass like the terminator I to fuck, freaky slut, in the bo, bo (booty) I you, now you looking like some dodo A rudy poo poo, what ya really 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 some gasoline, I'm a bout to strike a match-a I don't got for-a, see you and I ignore ya You to be a vette (corvette), now you an old Explorer It a thang you can do to get back in either You won't even get the privilege to peter
(Project Pat) I don't need you anymore (that's right, right) So, you can get yo little ass out the (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 (that's right, that's right)