Patron
Yung Joc Feat. Jody Breeze Lyrics


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(Oh, shit! What up Chino Dolla?)
New Joc City, (Here it is, Block..?..)
But right now, you 'bout to witness a nigga gon' of dat patron. (Hu-huh, alright)
I'm talkin' 'bout 7 shots (7 shots? whooo-hoo, shit?! Boyz in da hood)
The next 'round on you nigga, (Alright) hah-hah
Now what I want ya'll to do (Whatcha want me to do?)
Take that shit to the muthafuckin' head. Let's go
[Chorus]
This ballers zone, J's on my feet
I'm on dat Patron, so get like me [X2]

Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]

C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
When the top drop, rock the platinum Cardier
Got that Microsoft, so they call me Bill Gates
Ice links around my neck, lookin' like I build gates
I'm Mista Amoco, yea I got the pumps
Pockets on swoll, lookin' like they got the mumps
I'm 'bout my change, gotta get the riches
From the look of thangs ya'll gettin' J.C. pennies
Pass dat Patron, the limes' right der. Rock with it, lean with in my nik'er
Wink my eye at cha bitch, now wishing now she could touch
See the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday, like I jumped up outta caskets
Ask Chino Dolla about that dope boi magic
Connected like apartments, keep one in the cartridge
Chevy seats ostrich, name in the carpet

[Chorus:]

I mix Patron and ever glow, I call it antifreeze
Take one sip a drop off to her knees
Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat', I call it Iced-t
Cush by the seven's I call it Mike Vic. She call me officer I hit her with my nightstick
My swag so mean, anger management
You call it what you want, I'm on some mo' eleven shit
These niggas wanna hate, godammit we can handle it
Mad 'cause I got juice, call me Tropicana bitch
Joc feel good. Joc buy the bar. Catch me in the hood pimp, rollin' on a gar
I plead to the Judge, I'm guilty of the charge
Imma balla-holic, can't help it Imma star
You see the yellow ice, you holla , oh my God!
Tynna guess the price, 'bout thirty large

[Chorus:]


Er'body wanna know, how I do my thang?
Yea I get money and I let my nutts hang
Pull up to curb, cut it to the left
My rims sittin' tall 'til I a dim the knee-steps
I just see what I want, then I go get it.
The apple jelly Chevy with peanut butter in it
So don't get mad, pimp keep it cool
I hang with them goons and the boys keep them tools
I hustle all day, thas just how I live
Stackin' them big faces, give 'em strippers dolla bills
Check the dictionary for a P.I.M.P
When you look it up partna, tell me who ya see?
Young G, Young see, yea thas me
Twenty-eight G's, on my feet twenty-three's

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]

I'm on dat patron
So gon on dat Patron, so gon on dat Patron, so get like me
So gon on dat Patron, so gon on dat Patron, so gon on dat Patron, so get like me




Get like me, get like me
So gon on dat Patron, get like me

Overall Meaning

The song "Patron" by Yung Joc ft. Jody Breeze is a rap song about living a luxurious lifestyle and drinking Patron tequila. Joc tells the listeners to take shots of Patron and enjoy life while they can. He brags about his wealth and style while referencing popular brands and icons such as Bill Gates and Michael Vick. Joc and Jody Breeze use clever wordplay and metaphors throughout the lyrics while maintaining their confidence and assertion of power. The repeated chorus "I'm on dat Patron, so get like me" emphasizes the message of living life to the fullest and taking charge of one's own success.


Line by Line Meaning

(Oh, shit! What up Chino Dolla?)
The song starts off with a shout-out to Chino Dolla.


New Joc City, (Here it is, Block..?..)
The song is titled after Yung Joc's debut album New Joc City.


But right now, you 'bout to witness a nigga gon' of dat patron. (Hu-huh, alright)
Yung Joc is about to get drunk on Patron and is excited about it.


I'm talkin' 'bout 7 shots (7 shots? whooo-hoo, shit?! Boyz in da hood)
He plans to take seven shots of Patron.


The next 'round on you nigga, (Alright) hah-hah
The next round of drinks will be bought by someone else.


Now what I want ya'll to do (Whatcha want me to do?)
He's encouraging everyone to take a shot of Patron.


Take that shit to the muthafuckin' head. Let's go
He's telling everyone to take the shot all at once.


[Chorus]
The chorus is about being a baller and getting drunk on Patron.


Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Yung Joc is feeling himself and everyone loves him.


Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
People show him respect by throwing up the peace sign.


C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
He's doing this for Atlanta.


When the top drop, rock the platinum Cardier
When he takes the top off his car, he wears his platinum Cartier watch.


Got that Microsoft, so they call me Bill Gates
He has a lot of money and people call him Bill Gates.


Ice links around my neck, lookin' like I build gates
He has expensive diamond necklaces that look like he could build security gates.


I'm 'bout my change, gotta get the riches
He's all about making money and getting rich.


From the look of thangs ya'll gettin' J.C. pennies
Other people are not making much money.


Pass dat Patron, the limes' right der. Rock with it, lean with in my nik'er
He's passing around the Patron and telling everyone to drink it while he dances.


Wink my eye at cha bitch, now wishing now she could touch
He's flirting with a girl who is now into him.


See the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cuts
He has expensive diamond-encrusted Jordans on his feet.


Fresh to death, everyday, like I jumped up outta caskets
He's always looking fresh every day.


Ask Chino Dolla about that dope boi magic
Chino Dolla knows about his ability to make money like a drug dealer.


Connected like apartments, keep one in the cartridge
He has ammunition and weapons and is well-connected.


Chevy seats ostrich, name in the carpet
He has ostrich seats in his Chevy and his name is on the carpet.


I mix Patron and ever glow, I call it antifreeze
He mixes Patron with another drink and calls it antifreeze.


Take one sip a drop off to her knees
After a girl takes a sip of his drink, she is amazed.


Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat', I call it Iced-t
He's a VIP and wants others to be like him. He has an ice piece on his watch band which he calls 'iced tea'.


Cush by the seven's I call it Mike Vic. She call me officer I hit her with my nightstick
He has good weed and calls it Mike Vick. A girl calls him officer and he jokes about hitting her with his nightstick.


My swag so mean, anger management
He's so stylish it makes others angry.


You call it what you want, I'm on some mo' eleven shit
No matter what others call him, he's doing something way ahead of them.


These niggas wanna hate, godammit we can handle it
He knows people hate but can handle it.


Mad 'cause I got juice, call me Tropicana bitch
People are jealous because he's successful, like a successful juice brand.


Joc feel good. Joc buy the bar. Catch me in the hood pimp, rollin' on a gar
He's feeling good and buying everyone drinks. He's in the hood showing off his nice car.


I plead to the Judge, I'm guilty of the charge
He admits to being a balla-holic.


Imma balla-holic, can't help it Imma star
He's addicted to being a baller and can't help it because he's a star.


You see the yellow ice, you holla , oh my God!
He has a yellow diamond and people are amazed.


Tynna guess the price, 'bout thirty large
It's worth about $30,000.


Er'body wanna know, how I do my thang?
Everyone wants to know how he makes money.


Yea I get money and I let my nutts hang
He makes money and is not afraid to show it.


Pull up to curb, cut it to the left
When he pulls up to a curb, he turns to the left.


My rims sittin' tall 'til I a dim the knee-steps
His rims are so tall that it looks like they would hit the knee-steps (bottom of the car).


I just see what I want, then I go get it.
He sees something he wants and goes to get it.


The apple jelly Chevy with peanut butter in it
He has a Chevy with a paint job that looks like apple jelly and peanut butter.


So don't get mad, pimp keep it cool
He's telling people not to get mad and to stay calm, like a pimp.


I hang with them goons and the boys keep them tools
He hangs with dangerous people who carry weapons.


I hustle all day, thas just how I live
He hustles all day because that's how he lives.


Stackin' them big faces, give 'em strippers dolla bills
He's making a lot of money and giving it to strippers.


Check the dictionary for a P.I.M.P
He's a pimp and is proud of it.


When you look it up partna, tell me who ya see?
When you search for a pimp, he wants people to see him.


Young G, Young see, yea thas me
He goes by Young G or Young See.


Twenty-eight G's, on my feet twenty-three's
He's wearing $28,000 shoes that are size 23.


So gon on dat Patron, so gon on dat Patron, so get like me
He engages in heavy drinking and wants others to be like him.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DWAIN WARREN, JASIEL ROBINSON, JASIEL ALMON T. ROBINSON

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