Joey Trap - Project Kid lyrics
[Joey Trap - Project Kid lyrics]
Akachi in this mother fucker
I'm a project kid, get it how I live
Catch me Lower East-Side
posted with yo' bitch
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
I don't need a bitch, baby, just you
We can grab a fifth and get drunk too
Yeah, back shots, need a back brace
Break that bitch down
Fuck the whole place up
Ayy, don't make a sound, cover that mouth up
Yeah, we both the same cus
We don't give fucks
Flying state to state, I got the safe on me
In the Wraith, homie
Drive in interstate on it
I don't-, I don't never talk to police, yeah
Uh got the VV's on my rollie
I'm a project kid, get it how I live
Catch me Lower East-Side
Posted with yo' bitch
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
I don't need a bitch, baby, just you
We can grab a fifth and get drunk too
I'm a project kid, get it how I live
Catch me Lower East-Side
posted with yo' bitch
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
I don't need a bitch, baby, just you
We can grab a fifth and get drunk too
Yeah, back shots, need a back brace
Break that bitch down
Fuck the whole place up
Ayy, don't make a sound, cover that mouth up
Yeah, we both the same cus
We don't give fucks
Flying state to state, I got the safe on me
In the Wraith, homie
Drive in interstate on it
I don't-, I don't never talk to police, yeah
Uh got the VV's on my rollie
I'm a project kid, get it how I live
Catch me Lower East-Side
Posted with yo' bitch
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
I don't need a bitch, baby, just you
We can grab a fifth and get drunk too