Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Project Hoes lyrics

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Project Hoes

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Bullshitters go for the he say she say

Real niggas go for the lucha leray

Bitch fuck with me and she gotsta pay me

Loot in my hand hoe before you leave me

Go get your fuck on cuz that dont phase me

Lame niggas let that will drive them 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' fuckin other hoes' that don't amaze me

Hoes' breakin other hoes' my kinda lady

Shit you can suck a dick you still my bitch 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

Chorus:

Ain't no money come nigga gettin that hoe money

Like ? on 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 peek

Techniques of the tounge unique

Take me over flow this freak

Of this game my dick can love

Never do this shit in public

Now shes chewin on it like a 5 piece chicken nugget

Gettin rugged late at night

If its free the price is right

Shes the type to be tha dyke

Until the second cummer cries

You can't change just let her be

She gets over typically Love the sex

More than shop fanatics love the shoppen spree

The dyke my hoe don't have to pee

Long as she just let me see

Her companion eat her out

A porno scene ?

A playa mix hidiously like a bitch

Take a check and leave her at the bank and find a date to get

Savage like a cherokee

Split the blunt and tear da leaves

Bonen hoes whose x-rated

Evil like the pharasies

Chorus

Shit drop it off chop it off

Shit i'm trying to make my ends

All about my hustle stackin kenedys and benjamins

Nigga how you figga that lil chat be with that playa shit

Got me fucked up nigga now you fuckin with the right bitch

Sad cuz you can't fake it or relate it to the game you layin

Cuz i'll be so chiefed man talking about shit 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

Shit i gotta have it wanna grab it you can't touch me hoe

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 fuckin i be thinkin bout the cheese i'm stackin

Yea i be a hoe for that dough ain't no fuck for free

All about that fatty is whatever ain't no stoppin me

Feelin isn't good i'm given tender love and plenty care

Nigga's think you pimpin me lil chat your fuckin nightmare

Chorus

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