bop, so you love me like Barney kiss my honeymoon, then spaz out like Mark Carney energy solar, battle moe, froze polar balance the scales to be some shit, green
cruiser On a handle bar extended Clip Ruger Shoot fly Don't let it bother me I hope it's dream cause I'm wanted for a robbery [GREEN EYES:] From the
worse, this gon' end wit drama local nerves glocken on perv's then she kill yo momma shed no tears, cut off you ears and have a bar-b-q snitch killer
m the state representative, man take a look Open your eyes up better wise up, now how you love that I'm in Memphis fucking chickenheads, me and Project Pat
Mac rap, I wouldn't fire a round into your crown I lay you down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, nap niggas in the dirt Pat-pat with the deuce
me rich I smell like Kurt when I pitch, nigga you get it homie I be in Orange Mound, drinking yellow drank nigga I might be with Quetpuff, and green
a triple beam Life ain't what it always seem, I ain't always gleam I ain't always have, but a playa always dream Took Penitentiary chances in the streets, to get this green
(feat. DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Yungstar) [DJ Screw: talking] Ha-ha, boys ain't gon like this know I'm saying Houston Txas, Screwed Up Click Bar None Click
(Pat Green) Last night I had me a nightmare Dreamed that Texas was burning down...burning down And all them people, I had grown up to love Leaving town
(Pat Green) September comes to Texas just one time every year So we get our guns and our pickup trucks And a bunch of that Lone Star beer Well we head
(Pat Green) I got a sister out in Charlotte I love her cause she's crazy in her head I got a brother he's a pilot Sometimes I pray I'll just see him
on swangas, and knocking off the side rolling Gotta give it up to the Fat Pat, nigga cause we Southside holding Rolling in luxury cars, sipping on bar