| I’m a project kid, get it how I live
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| Catch me Lower East-Side, posted with yo' bitch
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| And those shorties hella bad, got the biggest lips
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| Like a shorty with an ass and them thick hips
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| Ayy, bust it down 'til it do a flip
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| Ayy, we should go to France, take her on a trip (Ayy)
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| Get it out them bands, you should flip them bricks, woah
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| Now I got the cash, I don’t need this shit
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| Flying state to state, I got the safe on me
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| In the Wraith, homie, drive in interstate on it
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| I don’t never talk to police, that’s a case on it
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| Got the rollie with the VV’s with the face on it
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| Girl you took my heart, but it ain’t stolen
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| In the foreign car, call it range rovin'
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| Let my niggas shine 'cause they stay golden
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| Girl you took my heart, but it ain’t stolen
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| Need a couple rounds fuckin' with you
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| Every time you leave, girl, I miss you
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| I don’t need a bitch, baby, just you
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| We can grab a fifth and get drunk too
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| Yeah, back shots, need a back brace
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| Break that bitch down, fuck the whole place up
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| Ayy, don’t make a sound, cover that mouth up
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| Yeah, we both the same cus we don’t give fucks
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| Flying state to state, I got the safe on me
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| In the Wraith, homie, drive in interstate on it
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| I don’t-, I don’t never talk to police, yeah, uh
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| Got the VV’s on my rollie
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| I’m a project kid, get it how I live
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| Catch me Lower East-Side, posted with yo' bitch
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| And those shorties hella bad, got the biggest lips
|
| Like a shorty with an ass and them thick hips
|
| Ayy, bust it down 'til it do a flip
|
| Ayy, we should go to France, take her on a trip (Ayy)
|
| Get it out them bands, you should flip them bricks, woah
|
| Now I got the cash, I don’t need this shit
|
| Flying state to state, I got the safe on me
|
| In the Wraith, homie, drive in interstate on it
|
| I don’t never talk to police, that’s a case on it
|
| Got the rollie with the VV’s with the face on it
|
| Girl you took my heart, but it ain’t stolen
|
| In the foreign car, call it range rovin'
|
| Let my niggas shine 'cause they stay golden
|
| Girl you took my heart, but it ain’t stolen
|
| Need a couple rounds fuckin' with you
|
| Every time you leave, girl, I miss you
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| I don’t need a bitch, baby, just you
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| We can grab a fifth and get drunk too |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Project Kid , by - Joey Trap. Song from the album Champ, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп