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Project Pat

Purple

 

Purple

(album: Crook By Da Book: The Fed Story - 2006)


[DJ Paul]
Ha-ha! Yeah, yeah yeah, it's going down, down
This for all my niggaz... That be on that purple...
That pur-pur-pur-purple purple drank yeah... that purple weed
yeah... Hypnotize Minds... if you got it share that shit...
It's going down

[Chorus DJ Paul & Juicy J x2]
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)
Who got that purple pur-purple pur-purple (yessir)

[Verse 1 Project Pat]
As I, took me a pull, I knew that I wasn't ready
I was used to smoking pine, not that California ghetty
It was purple wit' them white fuzz hairs wrapped 'round it
I'm known as a fighter but my match, I done found it
From Cali to the Memphis dime streets, that our town in
I let some of my niggaz test it out, and they crowned it
You niggaz try to solve problems by smoking weed
But you only getting high, and ya problems become big
But ain't, nothing but some Nike, Airs coming to a sleeper
Ya girl got mad 'cause the Patsta had to leave her
Looka looka hooker so I let her hit my tree but
Purple had her mind blowed, falling to her knees-a

[Chorus DJ Paul & Juicy J x2]

[Verse 2 Beanie Sigel]
I got that purple, that purple, that purple, yessir
That juice I'm sipping is thick and got me itching for sure
That weed I'm twisting is sticky got my vision blurred
You know a ounce of that syrup, speech be slurred
That's my word, I ain't a role model
Shit if it was up to Sigel, world be drinking bottles
Of that promethazine, out in Philly they call it lean
Or they call it liq', my niggaz from the Three 6 bought a sack
We sip that slow 'til we throwed that's my word
A pint of that purp have you sitting on the curb
A mega trip or I'm on that liq' I'm trashing 'em out
We sip it 'til we passing out, mo' syrup than the International House

[Chorus DJ Paul & Juicy J x2]

[Verse 3 Project Pat]
Seeds, sticks and stems mixed in wit', the sticky-icky
Tear up the blunts, make roll-ing, good tricky-tricky
I used to smoke, the weed wit', embalming fluid
Had me high, for some days, you don't wanna do it
Eyes so red, I'm looking like a zombie
Paranoid, not scared, very hungry
Masterpiece, Barbeque chips, Skittles bag
What, I'm munching on right after the last drag
Niggaz'll ride, and get high, wit' they tags out
Police'll spy, pull 'em over wit' they badge out
You know that's dumb, you got guns but the bags out
The windows full of smoke, e'erybody passed out

[Chorus DJ Paul & Juicy J x2]

[music to fade]

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