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Project Blowed
Cheers, where everybody seem to know your name And when you stick it into women always glad you came It's reezy baby, open, open up the window pain It's easy sipping reason with some women that ain't in the fame But I got it nonetheless, The devil's wearing prada, so I got her in the flesh We faded all the time, but this moment ain't the rest Rest assure, if the jimmy's women that he got the best Matter fact, throw them on the raft, I don't know her past When we puff, puff, pass, and I throw away the glass Remi throw it back like vodka upon the reggie Cruising Lincoln high but eating papis with the pepsi Cd's are the days of our life Even when we lay low, we seem to get high, yeah And I'm so fly, bird's eye view, over shot skyline
And I'm up, up, up, up away we go, away we go, go To project blowed, oh, oh I said up, up, up, up away we go, away we go, go Welcome to project blowed, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, away we go
Reporting live from the mother ship, Fresh off the town call get a grip Cool point set the all time high The picture of my license is the future of the shy Screaming black man rise, black man rise Something I ain't gotta try nigga, I just be Strip teasing in the lap a luxury In search of the American dream like Dusty Rose to my princess not a toll but a caterpillar Just tryina take plight Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Price …can't fly where I'm bout to go I'm married to the hustle, fucking with the flow Birds like hoes go ahead , touch your hoes Binoculary pimp, cardie walking with a limp No coojy, hoopy still sucking in the hoopty But I got the bread and butter, put it over loosly
And I'm up, up, up, up away we go, away we go, go To project blowed, oh, oh I said up, up, up, up away we go, away we go, go Welcome to project blowed, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, away we go
Cheers, I put the dick in your ear cause I'm like fuck what you hear The years, well it's 2012 I see you … Over there, to sell Girl, ain't no way that you can tell me That you not giving that cellie up Or really you gonn hear me yell Fuck that, cause I am the shit, cheers to me Die if you quick, my iron is 6, cough This is a warning, next time find your way or get lost And more important, it's the celebration Who selling the bration, how much it cost, come on Y'all know the boss waiting I ain't got time for this, my seconds is money My minutes is millions, so y'all paying the bill is funny Honey, say it in soul, cause your lips is just made For my …to blow, ah So blow oh, oh.
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