Top Songs By Project Pat
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Project Pat
Künstler:in
Beanie Sigel
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
D. Grant
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
D.J. Paul
Produzent:in
Juicy J
Produzent:in
James Cruz
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
"Crazy" Mike Foster
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's goin' down, down
This for all my - that be on that purple
Purple-purple drank, yeah, yeah, that purple, yeah
Yeah, hypnotize minds, if you got it share that -
It's goin' down
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
As I took me a pull (hey) I knew that I wasn't ready (hey)
I was used to - pine (hey) not that California ghetty (hey)
It was purple with them white (hey) fuzz hairs wrapped 'round it (hey)
I'm known as a fighter (hey) but my match, I've done found it (hey)
From Cali to the Memphis (hey) dime streets, that our town in (hey)
I let some of my - (hey) test it out, and they crowned it (hey-hey)
You - try to (hey) solve problems by smokin' - (hey)
But you're only gettin' high (hey) and your problems become deeper (hey)
But ain't, nothin' but some night (hey) birds comin' to a sleeper (hey)
For your girl got mad (hey) 'cause the Patsta had to leave her (hey)
Looka, looka hooker (hey) so I let her hit my tree but (hey)
Purple had her mind (hey) blowed, fallin' to her knees (hey)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Yes, I got that purple (hey) that purple, that purple, yes sir (hey)
That juice I'm sippin' is thick (hey) and got me itchin' for sure (hey-hey)
That weed I'm twistin' is sticky (hey) got my vision blurred (hey)
You know a ounce of that syrup, speech be slurred (hey, king 88)
That's my word (yeah, that's my word), I ain't a role model (yeah, I ain't a role model)
If it was up to Sigel (yeah) world be drinkin' bottles (yeah)
Of that promethazine (yeah) out in Philly they call it lean (yeah)
Or they call it liq', my - (yeah) from the Three-six bought a sack (yeah)
We sip that slow (hey) 'til we throwed that's my word (hey)
A pint of that purp (hey) have you sittin' on the curb (curb, hey, hey)
A mega trip (hey) or I'm on that liq' I'm trashin' 'em out (hey)
We sip it (hey) 'til we're passin' out, now syrup than the international house (hey)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Seeds, sticks and stems (hey) mixed in with the sticky-icky (hey)
Tear up the -(hey) make rollin' real tricky-tricky (hey)
I used to - (hey) the weed with, embalmin' fluid (hey)
Had me high (hey) for some days, you don't wanna do it (hey, hey)
Eyes so red (hey) I'm lookin' like a zombie (hey)
Paranoid (hey) not scared, very hungry (hey, hey)
Masterpiece (hey) barbecue chips, skittles bag (hey)
What I'm munchin' on (hey) right after the last drag (hey)
So ride, and get high (hey) with the tags out (hey)
Police will spy (hey) pull 'em over with they badge out (hey, hey)
You know that's dumb (hey) you got guns but the bags out (hey)
The windows full of smoke (hey) e'erybody passed out
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Who got that purple, pur-purple, pur-purple (hey, yes sir)
Hey-hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey-hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey-hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey-hey, hey
Hey, hey
Written by: D. Grant, Jordan Houston, P. Beauregard, Patrick Houston, Paul Duane Beauregard