Ugk - Still Ridin' Dirty lyrics

Pimpin' hoes slammin' Cadillac doors

Shawty understand this is how we roll

Parkin lot pimpin' on fo's

VA to H Town yeah you already know

Choppin' on blades so amazing

Look at them boys teeth thats crazy

The lean in the weed got us lazy

Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know

Straight out the south with my nuts in my hand

Its the Swisha House the Third Coast the state of Texas thats my land

Whos the man thats in demand

Its Paul Wall baby yeah thats me

I put it down on that gulf bank but now i reside on that south beach

And im hustlin on the grind 72

Hours straight

No time to eat or sleep im slangin' licks and that just won't wait

Im campaignin for a new Benz

On the rims with bubble lenz

Im stackin' every dollar i see 100s 50s 20s and 10s

Doors open doors close never sweat hoes playas get yo's

Hustle and flow cars clothes thats the playa like that i know

Roll the dank up where the dro?

Pour the drank up where the fo's

Stackin money all on the low and we still ridin dirty

Got a drop top on them rollerskates

Candy jolly rancher paint

Enjoyin the spoils of hard work and grind more tryin to get bank

I dont know what them boys thinkin my motivation is benjamin franklin

Im tryin to maintain this wealth that i been calculatin

Gettin money thats all i know

On my toes never off my note

Woodgrain and hundred spokes i wave the trunk just like a pro

I grind its off to work i go I hustle hard its no stop

And if i flop i switch to hustle

I learned the game then set up shop

Im strivin' to make it to the top

Its all or nothin no turnin back

Im with them boys out on the block

Accumulating them paper stacks

Im makin money this where its at

Whatever it takes crack or jack

In love with my money and thats a fact

And we STILL RIDIN' DIRTY

Right now we got the 5th wheel reclinin

Trunk popped up screens fallin from the sky

Candy paint sprayed by eddie and im ridin on that glassy chrome

all courtesy of my hustle game

Real hustlin's in my blood line

I dont complain or whine

I just get on my grind puttin in work overtime

I learned over time any hustle or any grind whatever it takes to make a dime I keep that paper on my mind

I was born blind but now i see that road to riches

Its a long road full of hurdles potholes and ditches

Norv Freeman taught me keep it movin when you take a loss

And Chad Butler taught me keep it trill at all costs

I peep game from the best and since then i been playin chess

I put in work with no rest

To get that paper thats my quest

Im on the slow grind towards success

One of the best 'cause i keep it fresh

Im one hundred isnt nothin less

And im STILL RIDIN' DIRTY