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    "Still Ridin' Clean" Lyrics

    Project Pat

    [Chorus x2]
    Still riding clean, making cheese, and getting my dick sucked
    Still making cheese, riding clean, and getting my dick sucked

    [Project Pat]
    I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back
    Give it all to God it's tha pistol but tha crack back
    staying on my job dealing wit hatas wit a jap slap
    dealing wit this mob lice watching studio phone tapped
    You best believe that I could see it from a mile away
    Thought that my girl was down sleeping wit the enemy
    the streets are dangerous I could be dead any day

    That's why I'm riding wit my dog smoking plenty hay
    This shit contagious doing dope and its killing me
    Even though I know I hit the snow is you feeling me
    I'm looking good twenty-three's on that flipping paint
    Them twelve golds in my mouth making 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 the charge
    I'm stacking loot muthafuck looking behind some bars

    [Chorus x4]

    [Project Pat]
    Out slanging brickas the project nigga row-a
    A playa that's fa show-a I'm charging 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
    the fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame
    I keep me some powder so I'm getting brizzain
    I'm out dodging felonies and fuck dat coke
    Cause a nigga loving these streets and that's of course
    Mane I hate to see the judge face and that's fa sho
    Praying that he'll drop the case and let me go
    Cause I like smoking good green Motel-io
    Stick my dick in a hoe's mouth and there I go
    Getting drunk off of liquor and smoking this dope
    Put the green in the Swisher I'm getting blowed

    [Chorus x4]

    [Juicy J]
    You know who you are you hating ass bitch
    You tried to change yo name but you can chew on my dick
    I ain't playing wit you hoes and you federal snitches

    Wanna walk up to this pimp and get a hole in ya tensions
    Always talking 'bout the Juice hoe I been on the town
    I done blowed a hundred g's hoe you homey the 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 the hood bitch you know we are real
    Know you scared to ride through know you gon' meet the steel
    Can't forget about you cowards you be high when you talk
    Nigga I fuck yo fat ass wife and put her on the house
    Juicy J is the playa that you love to hate
    Boy you betta get a deal or try to sell you some weight
    Everytime you see me coming lemons know what I mean
    Cause I been riding Bentley, Roys, and I'm still on the scene

    [Chorus x4]
    This song was submitted on March 13th, 2010 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Jordan Houston, Patrick Houston, Paul Beauregard.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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