Ugly Duck

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Project Money] I'm different and I know it, these niggas can't fuck with me Throw some eggs at at goofy, you can [?] Treat my gun just like a freak bitch, I keep a tuck with me Take a ride to [?] come get bucks with me Outa town, [?] college [?] Selling dog food in the hills, I'm a mountaineer Turn a 1 straight to a 4, I be shifting gears My fiend blinding [?] clear I bring pape back, speaking on Project Money name, make sure you state facts If you tryna bust some checks, where your chase at? Wanna sell you some dog food, know where to take it at Opps looking hungry in thеy whip, I threw a bun in it Bitch talking crazy out her mouth, I threw my sons in it Madе his heartbeat stop, I threw a drum in it My uncle seen a river in the D, he threw his gun in it Baled head Mr. Clean, [?] Glock got 32 pages, that's a magazine If my pape ain't here by Friday, I'ma smack the fiend How high can that methhead [?] Glock got 32 pages, that's a magazine If my pape ain't here by Friday, I'ma smack the fiend How high can that methhead [?] [Verse 2: StanWill] They think I'm the ugly duck, [?] bag on [?] Catch me in the [?] I keep that [?] no [?] For that pape, lil bro'll eat you like he [?] [?] got me flying til I die, they think my ass [?] Think these bitches like me 'cause I'm icy, they don't love me though Acting ghetto, holding up my AP and the Roley stones Think we scrapping [?] I hit him with that [?] All these fucking horses, make the whip feel like a rodeo Leaving Lax, shout out to P.N.C Up the FNN, he met his E.N.D They don't let us through that door, I bet we [?] Funny your bitch say she FNF, but fuck for [?] Neck froze, bust froze, bust him if he [?] I can't throw the cuffs on, I get money, fuck hoes He ain't never touched [?] for me, she gon' touch toes Dawgy [?] his pockets [?] I'ma star stealer shooter, tell them hoes make a wish I be calling my bitch Elsa, she as cold as it gets Hit the blender on the bitch, too many hoes in the mix Up the flash like TMZ, I make them pose with the blick Crusifying with this ARP, gon' leave [?] Rocking all this Christion, up [?] holy shit Niggas think I'm [?] I tell my homies [?] He ain't have no flew, but we still shot him, I know he sick [Outro: StanWill] Bitch, Dog Shit Malisia