Po' It Out the Brick - Project Pat, Sha Hef

I pour it out the brick, she say she wanna pop a banny

Give her friend a sip, then both these bitches drop they panties

Rolling out the zip, they tell me «Hef you so romantic»

Made them bitches kiss, and then I told 'em not to panic

I’m a fucking prince, like I’m coming outta Nazareth

They killed that Act, I brought it back like I’m Lazarus

They told me quit, I’m too legit, no, I ain’t having it

Come to my brib, a couple thousand in my cabinet

And I do this shit, lil bitch I’m leaning right now

Interstate, getting blue hunnits in a white town

Big Dessy, that’s my lil weapy, it get wiped down

Gram holder, every damn soda getting spiked now

Sippin' on some sizzurp (sip, sippin' on some sip)

Riding 'round with a bad bitch in a drop top with the roof up

I’m too brazy, I’m too active, young nigga not having two fucks

I was broke, now a nigga too up, four zones in two cups

In a brack house 'bouta bag up with a brackhead 'bouta shoot up

I’m still sipping that same shit, tunnel vision, no lane switch

Same clique that I came with, gaining riches off of paying flips

These niggas still on that lame shit, that’s your wife, got the same bitch

Tote big straps, get a plane hit, no Prince, off that purple rain shit

Sipping big juice, that dirty wop, dirty Glock with a 30 shot

Say he real but I heard he not, rather die from the dirty than a dirty thot

Back in 0−12, was a act bricks, me, Huss, and Rip, making packs flip

Since 0−5 I had a brack stripped, always been the one to let the strap spit

Sippin' on some sizzurp (sip, sippin' on some sip)

I pour it out the brick, she say she wanna pop a banny

Give her friend a sip, then both these bitches drop they panties

Rolling out the zip, they tell me «Hef you so romantic»

Made them bitches kiss, and then I told 'em not to panic

Sippin' on some sizzurp (sip, sippin' on some sip)