Project Hoes lyrics

by

Project Pat


Project project project ho x4

(Project Pat)
Bullsh*tters go for the he say she say
Real n*ggas go for the lucha libre
b*tch f*ck with me and she gotsta pay me
Loot in my hand ho before you leave me
Go get your f*ck on cuz that dont phase me
Lame n*ggas let that dun drive 'em crazy
Hoes see a playa pulling up screaming save me
If i gotta weak mind the cap will slave me
High off that weed smoke i'ze kinda hazy
Can't work no job man i'ze kinda lazy
Hoes' f*ckin other hoes' that don't amaze me
Hoes' breakin other hoes' my kinda lady
sh*t you can suck a di*k you still my b*tch though
Long as you get the cheese and bring it pronto
Don't talk about us we on the lo lo
Try to copy the keys to his front and his back door

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Ain't no money comin quicka than that ho money
Like the D or a ki' or that blow money

Universal hoes I meet
My grade in my city streets
You should see her jaws
If you think the nile rivers deep
Can't no other mouth compete
Costin me the richest peak
Techniques of the tounge unique
Take me over flow this freak
Of this game my di*k can love
Never do this sh*t in public
Now shes chewin on it like a 5 piece chicken nugget
Gettin rugged late at night
If it's free the price is right
Shes the type to be tha dyke
Until the second c*m of christ
You can't change her, let her be
She gets over took with glee
Lovin sex more than shop fanatics love a shoppin spree
The dyke my ho don't have to pee
Long as she just let me see
Her companion eat her out
A porno scene free of fees
A playa mix hideously break a b*tch
Take a check and leave her at the bank and find a date to get
Savage like a cherokee
Split the blunt head's head and leave
Bonin hoes whose x-rated
Evil like the Pharaohs is

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(La Chat)
sh*t drop it off chop it off
sh*t I'm trying to make my ends
All about my hustle stackin kennedys and benjamins
n*gga how you figga that La Chat be with that playa sh*t
Got me f*cked up n*gga now you f*ckin with the right b*tch
Sad cuz you can't fake it or relate it to the game you layin
Cuz i'll be so chiefed man talking about sh*t get about your playin
Yea i love you boo i love to feel your tongue between my ass
But i love you more because you break me off with dope and cash
sh*t i gotta have it wanna grab it you can't touch me ho
You can taste me trick ain't got no problems if you got that dough
Satisfaction what you lackin cuz i stay about my mackin
Plus when we be f*ckin i be thinkin bout the cheese I'm stackin
Yea I be a ho for that dough ain't no f*ck for free
All about that fetti is whatever ain't no stoppin me
Feelin isn't good I'm given tender love and plenty care
n*gga's think you pimpin me La Chat your f*ckin nightmare

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