Still Ridin' Clean Lyrics

[Chorus x2]
Still ridin clean, makin cheese, and gettin my d**k s*cked
Still makin cheese, ridin clean, and gettin my d**k s*cked

[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 f**k dat one of my young niggas'll take tha charge
I'm stackin loot muthaf**k 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 f**k 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 d**k in a hoe'

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