Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Project Gurb , by - Bandgang Lonnie BandsRelease date: 02.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |