"P.A.T." lyrics

"P.A.T."

Yeah, what's up?
What you talkin' 'bout? Ayy
What's happenin'? I'm in the house
With that Fat Pat, with that Dave and that Food
That Keke, that Screw
Nigga, what?
We got that Chris and Blunt in the house
What's up, playboy? What's your name?
Got Darryl in the house
With the two lil' mamas lookin' good in the back wearin' black
That two on the side, where they at?
Main in 'cause it's goin' down
It's really goin' down, this H-Town, Texas, baby
What's up? You know we real
'Cause you know how we do it on this side
We wreckin', so what you talkin' 'bout? Huh?
So what you talkin' 'bout?

Screamin' out my name, they sayin', "Go, Fat Pat"
The cameltoe leather say F-A-T
Screamin' out my name, they sayin', "Go, Fat Pat"
F and two letters, no other can it be (Man)
Screamin'— screamin' out my name, they sayin', "Go, Fat Pat"
The cameltoe leather say F-A-T
Screamin' out my name, they sayin', "Go, Fat Pat"
F and— F and two letters, no other can it be (Man)


album: "Dreams To Reality: A Tribute To Fat Pat" (2026)
Fat Pat - Dreams To Reality: A Tribute To Fat Pat album cover
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