Lyrics Project Hoes - Hypnotize Camp Posse
Project
project
project
hoe
[x4]
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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