Представляем точный текст композиции "Starched & Cleaned" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Flip . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Starched & Cleaned» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Flip передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Flip - "Starched & Cleaned"
Lyrics to Starched & Cleaned : (feat. Big Pokey, Lil Keke) Lets do it! [Chorus: x4] Starched and cleaned Poppin out lookin good I still represent the same... neighborhood [Verse 1: Lil Flip] Aye... the whole world like "Flip where the fuck you been'" On vacation, ridin in my Maybach Benz (yeaahh) Im swangin left and right like I aint got no license The nine on my hip I call it "Iron" Mike Tyson And you already know what we mix our Sprites in (sizzurp) Yellow gold thats where we dip our ice in (bling!) Your hoes thats where we stick our pipes in Homie Im freeestylin, Im not writin Man I be reppin Texas way harder than yall (harder than yall) Im a millionaire dawg, Im way smarter than yall (smart than yall) I got 15 pieces, cars with no leases A DJ Screw shirt in the v-suits with cream, you know Im [Chorus x4] [Verse 2: Lil Flip] Big Pokey, he from Yellow Stone I be rollin hella chrome Clover watch with yellow stones (Im shinin!) Cook the work then get it gone Break it down to all zones and dont be talkin on your phone (hello... cause we grindin!) See I be gettin cash now, my 84s glass now Ya be ridin on 3s, you aint like them Clover Gs I got a ticket at the light cause my rims aint stop (stop!) And I hope he dont smell all this smoke comin out You know the Clover Gs first, then Sqad-Up next (next) So all my enemies you better guard ya chest (yep!) Cause everyday Im fly now, yeah my paper high now And I represent the Screwed Up Click until I die ha! [Chorus x4] [Verse 3: Big Pokey] Im a H-Town nigga (Tex) Stay down nigga Parkin out at the club, at the playground nigga (aye) I dont lay down nigga (why') I lay niggas down (how many') I rock Sean John lining, and I dont play around I push mo teeth than the motiff I get my grind on homie Everything starched down, like I gotta get my eye on (pop my collar) And I still represent the same neighborhood (whats that') Yellow Stone with my yellow stones against the wood (aye) Im a hood nigga, tight white, white ones Bad bitches get head pinned Imma go pull out the right ones I shine like diamonds, swangin wide with the roof back Cushion the amp with the roof cracked Dawg is hot, Imma loot that [Verse 4: Lil Keke] Ayyyyeee... Im poppin out and lookin good fresh out that wood grain Recline the buck and hold the cup befo I switch lane Im in that brain stain, where seven disc change Its in the wind, but spinnin rims when the speed gain (gain) Oh yeah this Ke man, plus I stay starched and cleaned Im poppin doors and pullin hoes befo I flee the scene They catch us steppin out with foreign doors and plenty slab Its Don Ke and young Flippa, niggas do the math The doors suicide (cide), the brains blowin out (blowin out) Its chrome strutzin, buttergutcha, know what Im talkin bout' Its S.U.C., Screwston, Texas so we slowed down You sip you drank and get you bank, this is H-Town [Chorus x5] [ Starched & Cleaned Lyrics ]
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