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Project Pat - Still Ridin' Clean lyrics
(feat. Juicy J) [Chorus x2] Still ridin clean, makin cheese, and gettin my dick sucked Still makin cheese, ridin clean, and gettin my dick sucked [Project Pat] I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back Give it all to God its tha pistol but tha crack back Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap Dealin wit this mob lice watchin studio phone tapped You best believe that I could see it from a mile away Thought that my girl was down sleepin wit tha enemy Tha streets are dangerous I could be dead anyday That's why I'm ridin wit my dog smokin plenty hay Thi shit contagious doin dope and its killin me Even though I know I hit tha snow is you feelin me I'm lookin good twenty-three's on that flippin paint Them twelve golds in my mouth makin these bitches faint Now can't a nigga see I ain't got no time for games I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang But fuck dat one of my young niggas'll take tha charge I'm stackin loot muthafuck lookin behind some bars [Chorus x4] [Project Pat] Out slangin brickas tha project nigga row-a A playa that's fa show-a I'm chargin a hoe-a You weak niggas know-a you step and I fire Yo life will expire you need to retire Yo bitch call me sire she flat like a tire Shot nut in her eye-a on that I don't lie-a Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain I'm out dodgin felonies and fuck dat coke Cause a nigga lovin these streets and that's of course Mane I hate to see tha judge face and that's fa sho Prayin that he'll drop the charge and let me go Cause I like smokin good green Motel-io Stick my dick in a hoe's mouth and there I go Getting drunk off of liquor and smokin this dope Put tha green in tha Swisher I'm gettin blowed [Chorus x4] [Juicy J] You know who you are you hatin ass bitch You tried to change yo name but you can chew on my dick I ain't playin wit you hoes and you federal snitches Wanna walk up to this pimp and get a hole in ya tensions Always talkin 'bout the Juice hoe I been on tha town I done blowed a hundred g's hoe you homey tha clown You can call ya girlfriend and me & Pancho can meet her She can lick our ass out or she can suck on our peters North North is tha hood bitch you know we are real Know you scared to ride through know you gon' meet tha steel Can't forget about you cowards you be high when you talk Nigga I fuck yo fat ass wife and put her on tha house Juicy J is tha playa that you love to hate Boy you betta get a deal or try to sell you some weight Everytime you see me comin lemons know what I mean Cause I been ridin Bentley, Roys, and I'm still on tha scene [Chorus x4] |
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