Project Pat - Ridin' Clean lyrics
(Chorus x2) Still ridin clean, makin cheese, and gettin my dick s**ed Still makin cheese, ridin clean, and gettin my dick s**ed (Project Pat) I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back Give it all to God its tha pistol put tha crack back Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap Dealin wit this mob police watchin studio phone tapped You best believe that I could see ya 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 This sh** contagious doin dope and its k**in 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 b**hes faint Now can't a n***a see I ain't got no time for games I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang But f** dat one of my young n***as'll take tha charge I'm stackin loot muthaf** lookin behind some bars (Chorus x4) (Project Pat) Out slangin brickas tha project n***a row-a A playa that's fa show-a I'm chargin a ho-a You weak n***as know-a you step and I fire Yo life will expire you need to retire Yo b**h 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 f** dat coke Cause a n***a 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 case and let me go Cause I like smokin good green Motel-io Stick my dick in a ho'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 a** b**h 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 ho I been on tha town I done blowed a hundred g's ho you homey tha clown You can call ya girlfriend and me & Pancho can meet her She can lick our a** out or she can s** on our peters North North is tha hood b**h 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 n***a I f** yo fat a** 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)