Project Hoes Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse - Three 6 Mafia

Project, project, project hoe 

Project, project, project hoe 

Project, project, project hoe 

Project, project, project hoe 

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 don't 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 

Ain't no money come, nigga gettin' that hoe money 

Like [unverified] 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 tongue unique, take me over flow this freak 

Of this game my dick can love, never do this shit in public 

Now she's chewin' on it like a 5 piece chicken nugget 

Gettin' rugged late at night, if it's free the price is right 

She's the type to be tha Dyke until the second cummer cries 

You can't change, just let her be 

She gets over [unverified] 

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 [unverified] 

A playa mix hideously like a bitch 

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

Savage like a Cherokee, split the [unverified] head and leave 

Bonen hoes whose X-rated, evil like the pharasies 

Ain't no money come, nigga gettin' that hoe money 

Like [unverified] on that blow money 

Shit, drop it off, chop it off, shit, I'm trying to make my ends 

All about my hustle stackin' Kennedy's and Benjamin's 

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 

Ain't no money come, nigga gettin' that hoe money 

Like [unverified] on that blow money