let me take these arms and wrap you up inside a night that will never end I want to be that man if you let me C?mon, baby, let me Baby, leave those
You can let me take these arms And wrap you up inside a night that will never end I wanna be that man if you let me, come on baby let me Baby, leave
Traduzione: Pat Green. Let Me.
uh (Ooooh!) I say like uh uh Should let you know, I'ma bring it really raw It be like pat-b-b-b-b-b pat-b-b-b-b-b really raw Come again now [Chorus:
take me to the coke Now where the stash at, where the cash at, where the grass at Look at this chopper in my hand, I'ma blast that, pass that Green shit
She hold me down at the crib, hold me down while I'm gone She hold me down as a kid, hols me down while I'm grown *I can't do on this way* (I choose
rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist Make me more devilish, me and my whores never kiss Though, motherfucker we was prone to die Just my green top,
1:] Star spangled from harsh angles Bow and arrow arch aimed at your Randy Savage wave cap Your budget I ate that I'm the new Pat Sajak They asked me
grinding like I went broke Hit the Forbes again but I'm grinding like I went broke Man, man let me holla at the yungsta Let me holla at Ali, Rap-A-Lot
't do shit for me Diamonds N' Yo Face playa, was a hit to me I wouldn't trade labels, for a Bentley A hundred thousand dollars treat, they just rent to me
and kick your feet up listen to the beat, black, now watch me heat up me and plain pat contact on the same track modern day slaves yelling: "give me my
In Yo Back Doe [Verse 1: Fiend] They call me Fiend, da adaquate tactics (?) mask on my face sayin' "bitch, make me use dis Automatic" mind shot, define
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
PAT, forget it [Waka Flocka Flame:] Welcome to Fulton county, my house got surrounded Enemies tryna drown me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the
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
I get bread like coutants I make dough like croissants I'm grey pupont Pat a nigga baby Wat tha fuck is you on It's something living lady like Green car dealer Then let
listen up [cuts and scratches] "Listen!" "Listen up, lend me your ear, stop and stare.." "Listen!" "Listen up, lend me your ear, stop and stare.." "Listen!" "Listen up, lend me
