Project Pat

Project Pat - Ridin' Clean lyrics

Your rating:
(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)
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found