Project Chick

Give me a bitch with a lil', watch I make it a lot

Just give me head, don't stress me out, babe, let me beat up the block

We ain't blowin' no bags, goin' out eatin' a lot

And she no under thirty days, we gon' be out our top

We up and finished, done shoppin', she got a thing for them shoes

I got a thing for that ass, she hold that thing for me too

She been tellin' her friends, she been breakin' the rules

Now she brought a friend around and she been lovin' the crew

We can go and take a flight when there ain't nothin' to do

This for your hair, that's for your nails, that's how I'm fuckin' with you

She like my chain, she want that D, she tryna be my lil' boo

But don't you get beside yourself, then I'm cuttin' your noose

I need a project chick, doin' hood-rat shit

She rock them heels up, put them J's on and whoop that bitch

She no beef, ain't never squash, you gotta cook that shit

She ain't scared to tell the world that she took that dick

I need a project chick, doin' hood-rat shit

She rock them heels up, put them J's on and whoop that bitch

She no beef, ain't never squash, you gotta cook that shit

She ain't scared to tell the world that she took that dick

I need a project chick, doin' hood-rat shit

She rock them heels up, put them J's on and whoop that bitch

She no beef, ain't never squash, you gotta cook that shit

She ain't scared to tell the world that she took that dick

Uptown finest, the money on my mind

Tell them **** that I love 'em, hope these **** know I'm lyin'

I keep askin' 'em for money, why the fuck would you decline?

How the fuck you take my number if you not tryna go buy me a shit?

**** kicks, they be lyin' to they bitch, if you rich

It's a click, then I'm flyin' to this shit

Bought me a watch and some kicks, just for slidin' on the stick

Make his baby mama sick, she keep stalkin' me and shit

They like, "How you do that? Got a new fit from who that?"

Yeah, your **** do that, buy me shit because it's too fast

And he hit from the back, it's gon' grip, then he gon' love that

Then I block that **** number just so he won't call back

I need a project chick, doin' hood-rat shit

She rock them heels up, put them J's on and whoop that bitch

She no beef, ain't never squash, you gotta cook that shit

She ain't scared to tell the world that she took that dick

This for your hair, that's for your nails, that's how I'm fuckin' with you