Project Blowed Lyrics

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
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Just tryina take plight
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.