Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Project Hoes lyrics

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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 ? 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 ? head and leave
 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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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Hypnotize Minds, Loud Records, LLC

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Released in: 2000

Language: English

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