Paroles Project chick (clean/radio version) de Cash Money Millionaires

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Project chick (clean/radio version)

[Verse 1]
This is fo' Deshawn, Eshawn, Lil Mama, and her friends Lisa, Teresa,
Maria, Tia, Leah and Kim
I love yall broads
( no disrespec to my dogs)
But I love yall broads
Yeah I love yall broads
To the ladies
Havin' babies
Without no drama
To my n**gas
With figgas
Say I love my baby momma
I bought the shoes and tattoos
And even fixed yo' breasts
I put you inside the flyest rides
An even put a "S" on yo' chest

[Verse 2]
This is for the ones who pop wit it
And be puttin they mouth on it
And they suck everything out of it
Then they catch it an swallow it
I'm Lil' Weezy for sheezy
I'm off the heezy believe me
See me
I squeeze in between it
And then I leave it so greasy
When I come through in a Rolls Royce
I leave them wit no choice
But to hop up in ti and just let me make they throat moist
Ruby Red and Vodka it just carry a n**ga
Give me three minutes maybe four she be wantin to marry a n**ga

[Chorus]
Give me a project chick
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don't give a what
And say she took dat stick

[Verse 3]
My momma said she sen me by my grandma
My grandma flipped out
And said we ain't gon' have no evil in dis house
So I rolled out
Scoped me a house and sold out
But I messed up when I started livin' up in this crow's house
N**ga started messin wit one of the broads
Cuz she was suckin' a n**ga so good
Keepin' me hard
Lettin a n**ga cum all ova her chest adn tongue
She was still young
Because her children
She was a crow she gave me head behind a building
Ain't sellin' records but her mouth could sell a million
If you wanna take if there we can break it off
Cuz yall kitty ain't gotta n**ga tweakin' at all
I slang dis stick summer, winter, spring, an da fall
Ask me to lay it down I'm bringin it all
I'm trying to hit ya from tha back to ya holla good Lord
This (mothatruckin) stick good and it always be hard
[CHORUS]
[Verse 4]
Look look
a n**ga could catch me reel lup
Them white folks know the code so we g'd up
And my Range Rover 4 do' be d'd up
Tattoos and new cars and these project cuts
Got dis n**ga chick I know been wantin' to (what?)
I deal wit sluts, ladies, and chicks dat don't give a what
Project bosses weezey say respect us
Chick n**ga find me in the 4 do' Lexus
I gotta chick shoot dice, a chick that ain't right
I gotta chick who will front ya work and take ya life
A scam type crow
A fraud type crow
A stick suckin' pro
A calico crow
A real solid chick out Chicago
I gotta brat type chick like to be ish
I gotta porject chick like to start some ish

[Chorus until fade]

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[Verse 2]
This is for the ones who pop wit it
And be puttin they mouth on it
And they suck everything out of it
Then they catch it an swallow it
I'm Lil' Weezy for sheezy
I'm off the heezy believe me 
See me
I squeeze in between it
And then I leave it so greasy
When I come through in a Rolls Royce
I leave them wit no choice
But to hop up in ti and just let me make they throat moist
Ruby Red and Vodka it just carry a n**ga
Give me three minutes maybe four she be wantin to marry a n**ga

[Chorus]
Give me a project chick 
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don't give a what 
And say she took dat stick

[Verse 3]
My momma said she sen me by my grandma
My grandma flipped out
And said we ain't gon' have no evil in dis house
So I rolled out
Scoped me a house and sold out 
But I messed up when I started livin' up in this crow's house
N**ga started messin wit one of the broads 
Cuz she was suckin' a n**ga so good
Keepin' me hard
Lettin a n**ga cum all ova her chest adn tongue
She was still young
Because her children
She was a crow she gave me head behind a building
Ain't sellin' records but her mouth could sell a million
If you wanna take if there we can break it off 
Cuz yall kitty ain't gotta n**ga tweakin' at all
I slang dis stick summer, winter, spring, an da fall
Ask me to lay it down I'm bringin it all
I'm trying to hit ya from tha back to ya holla good Lord
This (mothatruckin) stick good and it always be hard 
[CHORUS]
[Verse 4] 
Look look 
a n**ga could catch me reel lup
Them white folks know the code so we g'd up
And my Range Rover 4 do' be d'd up
Tattoos and new cars and these project cuts
Got dis n**ga chick I know been wantin' to (what?)
I deal wit sluts, ladies, and chicks dat don't give a what
Project bosses weezey say respect us
Chick n**ga find me in the 4 do' Lexus
I gotta chick shoot dice, a chick that ain't right
I gotta chick who will front ya work and take ya life 
A scam type crow
A fraud type crow
A stick suckin' pro
A calico crow
A real solid chick out Chicago
I gotta brat type chick like to be ish
I gotta porject chick like to start some ish

[Chorus until fade]