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project pat - kangaroo lyrics

[intro]
feds coming in trap jumping like a kangaroo
money on -sses in the club jump like kangaroo
feds coming in trap jumping like a kangaroo
money on -sses in the club jump like kangaroo

[verse 1: project pat]
there’s money to be made
cars to be caught
ain’t no money in the air
[?]
real low
d-ck harder than a steel toe
banging that -ss on up like it’s a deal doe
freaky b-tches making witches to the [?]
10 minutes in then i’m squirting
fat -ss take a b-tch long way in life
tatted up stretch marks and that cellulite
all this sh-t a’ make a dollar in their proper places
i’m making big b-ss
more loud in your faces
ciroc by the cases
sparkles on them bottles
like the way she twerk that -ss
when she walk and waddle
i’m a type of n-gga that’s gon’ get this bread one way or another
i ain’t tryna’ trust
no n-gga
no brutha
i’m just trynna’ get a hundred million of another
y’all know how we do down here in the gutter

[hook]
feds coming in trap jumping like a kangaroo
money on -sses in the club jump like kangaroo
feds coming in trap jumping like a kangaroo
money on -sses in the club jump like kangaroo

[verse 2: trae tha truth]
jumping like a kangaroo
what the f-ck you think you do?
better get your money before i down you like a drink or two
ain’t too many f-cking with the king, you better check yourself
‘fore you end up getting beat the f-ck up ’round here you can thank yourself
i get this money
tell them my hustle
everything flexing
look at the muscle
riding round and i’m getting it
better check that sh-t cuz i’m ignant
got a hundred racks and i spent it
in a black maybach i bent it
on the corner
who the f-ck does you think that you playing with
i’m an -ssh0l-
[?] in this motherf-cker
[?]
this b-tch jumping
something like a six four impala
i’m getting money
they ain’t trynna’ holla’
ace town street king
ghetto scholar

[hook]

[verse 3: big trill]
you ever got money with a real n-gga?
come on, keep it real n-gga
i’m wearing [?]
money grow on trees that’s why banks got branches
jumped in my old school
drove it to my old school
no fannie mae
i was never old school
seen the same teacher from my home room
said i wouldn’t make it
stupid b-tch i told you
you lied
so i called trae tha truth
and i hit project pat now we balling to the booth
i get b-tches, i get bread
your b-tch give me brain, she always thinking ahead
uh, she get it jumping like a kangaroo
i get it jumping like a kangaroo
if its prom there’s no telling what my thing can do
till i get downs what i came to do
trill!

[hook]

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