Lyrics Project Gurb - Bandgang Lonnie Bands, Rob Vicious

Project Gurb

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch
Lil' bitch, I’m Rob Vicious
(Motherfuckin' Band Man, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Hush)
Hey, hey, lil' project bitch, huh
Powder head bitch, hold on, shh, wait, huh, hold on, wait
Hey, hey, hey, lil' baby off the shits, hey
Lil' baby with the shits, hold on, shh, shh, shh, hold on
Nigga, jump a fence in these thousand dollar kicks, hold on
A thousand pills in her pussy, how that fit?
Hold on, bitch, and before we hit the road, you better piss, huh
All my hoes got attitudes, huh
Man, they love throwin' fits, huh
Now my bitch know I ain’t shit, huh
Yeah, I know I ain’t shit
I might hit her friend on accident
I might make them lil' hoes relevant
Like my bitches ratchet, huh, with the colored hair, huh
Like my bitches ratchet, huh, she snuck my gun in here
Bitch, bring that pussy to me, I might stick my tongue in there, huh
Say that pussy mine, bitch, let me cum in there, hey
Please don’t waste my time, bitch, let me fuck you here, huh
Made her cook three times, that bitch ain’t goin' nowhere, hey
I got party drugs, famous hoes in love, huh
All my bitches thugs, duh, she’ll set you up
Me and Rob Vicious, huh, twenty bad bitches, huh
Shh, I can’t stop fuckin' these rap bitches
Hey, hey, lil' project bitch, huh
Powder head bitch, hold on, shh, wait, huh, hold on, wait
Hey, hey, hey, lil' baby off the shits, hey
Lil' baby with the shits, hold on, shh, shh, shh, hold on
Nigga, jump a fence in these thousand dollar kicks, hold on
A thousand pills in her pussy, how that fit?
Hold on, bitch, and before we hit the road, you better piss, huh
All my hoes got attitudes, huh
Man, they love throwin' fits, huh
Ayy, ayy, y’all hoes ain’t talkin' 'bout shit
29th Street get chips, ayy
That’s the reason why I keep my stick, ayy
That chopper gon' flip his whip
Pray to God they don’t flip my bitch
Hell nah, we ain’t takin' no pics
Man, you broke bitch make me sick
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, powder head bitch
On some powder head shit, she sucked a powder-made dick
If her mama seen her suck it, she’d be proud of that bitch
Treat this money like it’s nothing got it out of that bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ooh, ayy, she gon' do what I say so
This bitch keep staring at my bankroll
Damn, it feel good when the money stack can’t fold
Playin' with the cheese, I ain’t talkin' no queso
Still servin' junkies right at my front door
Bitch, don’t play with my pesos
I’ma fuck around, let this gun go
Hey, hey, lil' project bitch, huh
Powder head bitch, hold on, shh, wait, huh, hold on, wait
Hey, hey, hey, lil' baby off the shits, hey
Lil' baby with the shits, hold on, shh, shh, shh, hold on
Nigga, jump a fence in these thousand dollar kicks, hold on
A thousand pills in her pussy, how that fit?
Hold on, bitch, and before we hit the road, you better piss, huh
All my hoes got attitudes, huh
Man, they love throwin' fits, huh