PROJECT PAT

PROJECT PAT - Up There lyrics

[Hook(2x)]

Up there up there

Where we wanna be iz up there up there

These trees'll get us up there up there

them green leaves'll get us up there up there

Where we wanna be iz up there up there

[Krayzie Bone]

Lost in smokin mighty reefer

Nigga jus like Colt 45 it works every time

Me and Three 6 Mafia we smoke and ride wit Hypnotize Minds

Nigga roll it up and let's smoke one

HEY! Did somebody say weed

Nigga dats my fiya (fire) I luv it

Puff it every day

Shit if it wasn't for da rifa pleasin

Easin my mind nigga I'd be wildin

Talkin bout a nigga wit a attitude

If I don't smoke then I ain't smilin

I ain't eatin I ain't sleepin

And I ain't fuckin wit no broads

If I ain't weeded

Can't let em stress my mind

I'll get wit ya'll later when I get high

Listen ssss

Hear my brain as it fry

I'm jus like a junky when he get his fix

Nigga be relieved when I get my shit

Ain't nuttin like dat Cali green

Or dat Miami weed

Prefer my trees no stem no seeds

But you got good stress I'll take dat

Smokin chokin ? but eyes wide open

And I'm scopin while I'm tokin

On dis potent shit I'm ready to roll it

[Hook]

[Project Pat]

You know naturally I'm high

Down in Memphis we smokin on dat light

Dats goin keep you melo

Bud goin have your eyez tight

I dare any felo to smoke on dis all night

You goin to have to tell yo friend to come and get cha

Roll a blunt do and pass it to me mista

If you fell you can't hang wit these ?

Stay yo ass up off da hole you quit your guessin

All you doin man iz ? and I'm restin

To dis non cheba bullshit ypu stressin

Tellin me to quit smokin dis green

It jus calm me down to keep my game clean

Man dis greenery iz made for inhalin

Smoke go to my lungs then I'm sailin

To a place where all you heard iz your vocab

Project Pat I'm on dis track goin up there

[Hook]

Pass me da muthafuckin blunt man

Hurry up or else somebodys gonna get sprayed

Cough and choke on da weed iz jus what I've done

I hit again and blow my niggaz a gun too

You smoke wit Paul he'll tell you how we doin dis

Itz not a day of smokin dank

Dat I'm gonna miss

We gettin high as a muthafucker ever seen us

While chillin out on dat strip called orleans

Me and one of my road dogz kicked it kinda tuff

While I opened up da low key

Me and dem folks ??? at da bottom where da damn hataz be

And we partyin like some rock stars

While we pullin ??

Ya'll wanna know what we was gettin high on

It wuz dat goddamn funk

Sat there kinda frozen

Wit dem straws up to our noses

Bought some ink to slow our rollin

Bump some V's

Ain't gonna speak on dis shit no mo

So hit me once cuz it ain't no mo

You shootin dat ?

You betta watch yo dough

I'm out of fire now holla hoe

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