Project Pat - Mane Wattt lyrics

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This ain’t the proper listening material for you nigger

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do

Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush

Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz

And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust

Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies

Everything for the script ain’t let nothing slide

Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides

Nigger violate the money, it’s a homicide

Get yo head twisted off like a baler cap

Phony smile, fake look I don’t want none of that

Chopper is the lawn mower, cutting stakes to the grass

We don’t shoot now warning shots we put bullets in yo ass

Yeah I knew your cousin had relationships in the past

Yeah but just the past cause today you ain’t get no past

Nigger say I’m acting funny bitch ass nigger I’m acting rich

Bout to get you some money sit sat nigger I ain’t no deal

Talking bout it, smoke about

Fake ass nigger you out here flaws

That’s the reason why you off and I’m on

Do what the fuck I wanna do, bitch I’m grown

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do

Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush

Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz

And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust

Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies

Everything for the script ain’t let nothing slide

Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides

Nigger violate the money, it’s a homicide

50 piece for the 50 man I doubled up

I don’t say shots for the records

When I say shots you better duck

Shorty said why you so serious?

Cause bitch I don’t play

Getting in on with mister I don’t play south

I’m mister king Pin dropping back in a no no

Crack a niggers jaw dropping hoes into one

How that biz now I pull up

Dropping that bitch knocked down her wall

Took a trip to go and see her might put her up her game

Got this set, Mane watt

Smoking strong, sip and toss

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do

Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush

Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz

And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust

Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies

Everything for the script ain’t let nothing slide

Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides

Nigger violate the money, it’s a homicide