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Still ridin' clean
Sucks on dick
Whole lotta weed
Mouth write a check
Gold shine
Niggas got me fucked
Easily executed
That drank
Fight
Rinky dink ii were
Make dat azz clap
We ain't scared ho
Yall niggaz aint no
Posse song
Smoke & get high
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Crash Da Clubs Lyrics
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Lyrics Language: English
Song writer/composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Earl
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Featuring: Lil Wyte

Project Pat Crash Da Clubs Lyrics:
Multiple mental scares, outlining your insides wit bars
Grippin' your nina hard, bitch, my blood inhated by heart
When I buck you gonna start recognize life is a game
And it's always the same them dice you rolling ain't 'bout to change
I'm snatch your chain, reimbursing you with some pain

It's all over mane in which direction he make inzane
I ain't 'bout that fame I'm 'bout the cheese, that this 'bout to bring
So fuck your hoe name with you my faith was lacking some things
I'm starting all over with composition sticky like doja
And I thought, I told ya when I come through I'm crushing like boulders

I'm hard to top shoot at plenty I bet it gonna knock,
Whatever I drop but even your bitch can touch whatever I got
You wildin' or not is so bring your beef to the spot
Hope that you got your glock I'm strapped with no hesitance to pop
So back your words up and keep on choking out on that cock
You like it or not its everlasting, ain't 'bout to stop

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

Rotten core to the bone with no way home and destination, bitch
I see you flying blind and you implying that I been trading, bitch
And I helped you out and I put your name across the nation, bitch
And I got the champ It's all the jealously up in you, bitch
Now how do you think you going to get a piece of my wealth

I created and sculpted, molded and made myself
I'm furiously gifted, lyrically raised in hell
If you want it, come get it you better brace yourself
My provocative rocket wetting hoes on sight
Interactive disaster crucial a pond your flight

Better watch I will ride especially at night
I got a bullet in chamber coming at you that read Wyte
So before you come tricking you better think about life
You only got one you see and you better live it right
Ride or die is my terms and I aint getting fucked twice
Think you gone come out of here, come on, bitch, roll your dice

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

I'm 'bout to crash, the clubs break da law, throw some chairs
Crack your jaw if it's killing season ain't no reason ain't no need to stop
I'm the one put here to absorb all this energy and pain
None stop pop from the top of the clip in glock, I still don't feel you mane
'Cause of that gram of coke and now I'm puffin a pound of dro
When I'm on that level and with my killas you will be found on the floor

I must confess, I ain't about shit but if you think to cross me bitch
You'll end up stankey, walk the plankey and empty out your pockets
Bitch, break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck
With these issues that I'm facing daily, I should tote a tec
Get respect that's no option, all the hater filled with toxicin'

Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols gets to floss' in
Causing problem dodge' in bullets soon as I corrupt the scene
Leaving damage making havoc reaction fuckin' with me
Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame
Lead to your bizack of your head before it hit your brain

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
We 'bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in

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