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red rum - project pat lyrics

[chorus: buddha monk]
babyface, here’s the rum to get the party started
delta got the 4-4 and now we on guardin
we walk with heat, ain’t nothin sweat on the streets
if you walk in the slum, you get caught by dum dum n-gg-s
what, red rum, red rum
murder is the m-th-f-ckin case that they gave me
red rum, red rum
murder is the m-th-f-ckin case (that they gave me)

[babyface finster] (delta #1) {buddha monk}
i wanna hit some skids tonight
(aight crook stop stealin, dogs count your slugs
but ain’t n-body killin)
i know i got a chance, at this, pants is tight
(l.i.q., got me flippin, feelin for a fight)
wanna get my groove on, preceed to move on
(before the break of dawn, all ya n-gg-s is gone
try to front and get torn, i’m at the door
with the 4-4, restin my chest, i’m f-ckin livin
hardcore hearing)
{ooh baby i like it raw, war, things ain’t just peace no more}

[delta #1]
the way i get raw is gettin ready for a war
suited in fatigue suits, size of livin proof
robbin n-gg-s ain’t cute, but n-gg-s need to salute

[babyface finster]
i step to this creep, what’s ya name?, (denise)
she had a steel mad conceit, and the c-nt’s manifique
s & jet, cuz the bodies now recked
then i stepped, she was from the f-ckin projects
back to the party, to drink some bacardi
step to this chick, but her breath was type tardy
miss la-di-da-di, get off the wall so we can party
you see me scoppin, your p-ssy prink got me open
d-mn baby

[chorus]

[babyface finster]
control party m-sses, p-ss champagne gl-sses
peace and love to the ol’ dirty b-st-rd
multichin, it’s the zu killa trend
deadly with the pen, with the track he kills again
i’m layin my charm down, this honies all around
my section, got lifestyles for protection
f-ck that, groundin on -sses, gives infections
time to chill out for this alcohol section

[delta #1]
16 cent on this f-ckin alezay
pour it out for my man a, rest in piece
love, peace and hair grease
the drama never cease, i’m rugged like a beast
with fronts in my mouth piece
teachin n-gg-s how to pimp
if i did it, i did it, you caught a charge for a tip
b-tch stop pagin me, i’m not tryin to hear you
you wanna f-ck my physical, beep spiritual
i’m tryin to get drunk with the dragon
the one night stand got ya braggin
ya hot like a shot, with the 30-30 off the trot
i wanna b-tch who smoke pot alot (-inhale-)

[babyface finster] (delta #1)
dancin with these b-tches got my drawers all wet
(yo the party just started, don’t end it yet)
we gotta go delta (n-gg- go to h-ll)
this crazy b-tch is waitin at the f-ckin hotel
(let me smoke another l, and drink some more wine)
we got mad cash, but we can’t buy time
(son, it’s only 15 to the break of dawn)
let’s scatter like roaches when the light come on

[chorus]

- project pat lyrics

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