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Project Pat - Ridin Swervin lyrics
Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Blackjack yo,now hit ya gas now hit ya break now swerve, tell ya partna on tha side of you ta pass that herb(man),keep it in rotation sumthin like my rims dawg,cruisin down glennwood bumpin soldja slim dawg,from Bourbon ST to M.L.K,niggaz ride from Memphis Ten all tha way to tha A,22's 23's 24's to 8's lowpro's on a box Chevy fresh out tha gate,now down south we ride out west they cruise,up north they bend blocks kinda got me confused,from these highways to parkin lots projects ta barbershops I got em as if i'm 15 down on ery block. Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Project Pat Now they was thinkin dirty south was like, hehaw hehaw,is you worth ova a hundred mil, we are we are,hoodrich pockets stay fulla cheese(ah) cheese(ah),talkin country ridin stick cost a fee(ah) fee(ah),wit this rappin I get paid like a sang(ah) heyah,to these North Memphis streets i'm not a strange(ah) heyah,Chevy Avalanche wit TV's hotta than a lit match,Crown Vic Chevy thang so I gotta slip back,fall back into this track like some dominoes,swervin splurgin project in that Lambaugh,gini dawg flippin dippin through my pastime, i'm all legit and legal it aint like tha last time,i'm from tha dirty dime aka Tennesee,plugged in wit ATL and we gittin plenty cheese,punch tha gas hit tha break as I corner bend I got them floaters on tha Benz so they don't spin. Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Ridin(ridin) swervin(swervin) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Now hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) Ridin (ridin) swervin (swervin) |
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