Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Starched & Cleaned, artist - Lil' Flip.
Date of issue: 18.12.2006
Song language: English
Starched & Cleaned |
Let’s do it, starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Aye, the whole world like, «Flip, where the f*** you been?» |
On vacation, ridin' in my Maybach Benz |
I’m swangin' left and right like I ain’t got no license |
The n*** on my hip, I call it Iron Mike Tyson |
And you already know what we mix our Sprites in |
Yellow gold, that’s where we dip our ice in |
Your h***, that’s where we stick our pipes in |
Homie, I’m free stylin', I’m not writin' |
Man I be reppin' Texas way harder than y’all |
I’m a millionaire, d***, I’m way smarter than y’all |
I got fifteen p***, cars with no leases |
A DJ Screw shirt in the v-suits with cream, you know I’m |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Big Pokey, he from Yellow Stone, I be rollin' hella chrome |
Clover watch with yellow stones, I’m shinin' |
Cook the w*** then get it gone, break it down to all zones |
And don’t be talkin' on your phone, hello, 'cause we grindin' |
See I be gettin' cash now, my 84's glass now |
Ya’ll be ridin' on 3's, you ain’t like them Clover G’s |
I got a ticket at the light 'cause my rims ain’t stop |
And I hope he don’t smell all this smoke comin' out |
You know the Clover G’s first, them Squad-Up next |
So all my enemies, you better guard ya chest |
'Cause everyday I’m fly now, yeah, my paper high now |
And I represent Screwed Up Click until I die |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
I’m a H-Town n***, stay down, n*** |
Parkin' at the club, at the playground, n*** |
I don’t lay down, n***, I lay n*** down |
I rock Sean John linen and I don’t play around |
I push more teeth than the motiff, I get my grind on homie |
Everything starched down like I get my iron on |
And I still represent the same neighborhood |
Yellow Stone with my yellow stones against the wood |
I’m a hood, n***, tight, white, white ones |
Bad b*** get head pinned, I’ma go pull out the right ones |
I shine like diamonds, swangin' wide with the roof back |
Cushion the amp with the roof cracked, d***, is hot, I’ma loot that |
Aye, I’m poppin' out and lookin' good fresh out that wood grain |
Recline the buck and hold the cup before I switch lane |
I’m in that brain stain where seven disc change |
It’s in the wind but spinnin' rims when the speed gain |
Oh, yeah, this Ke man, plus I stay starched and cleaned |
I’m poppin' doors and pullin' h*** before I flee the scene |
They catch us steppin' out with foreign doors and plenty slab |
It’s Don Ke and young Flippa, n***, do the math |
They doin' suicide, the brains blowin' out |
It’s chrome strutzin', buttergutcha, know what I’m talkin' 'bout? |
It’s S.U.C., Screwston, Texas so we slowed down |
You sip, you drink and get your brain, this is H-Town |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |
Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good |
I still represent the same neighborhood |