Clean (feat. Jaysurfn)
Young kimono i step out in that robe
Turn up the temp like the pots on the stove
I'm feeling empty, yeah its gone (its all gone)
I'm feeling tipsy i'ma sip up some mo' (pour up some mo')
I'm sipping muddy but I don't got cold
Im smoking gas and its strong
Took some shrooms, I'm up on the moon
What time is it? i don't gotta clue
How long i been here?
I don't know
I'm not on the ground cause i hover and float
Not Terrence Howard, but i Hustle and Flow
I been underground, ima stay here too
I jus smoked a ounce,
Gotta go get some mo, mmm
U-huh, got a hunnid rounds, i don't know where to shoot,
Got a hunnid sounds, i don't know which to use
Got a hunnid hounds, they be hunting you too,
Roof Roof
Got a samurai sword, n it got a sharp blade
It be cutting so smooth
So many whores thats tryna be on me
I don't know who to choose
When I step in the game, I don't got a stain on me I be lookin' so clean
I'm not here for the fame, but on the red carpet i be stealing of the scene
And I swear to god that all of these niggas got nothing on me
I look at my watch and i still don't got time to play no games, (no time)
Girl, look at my drip drop, its that new edition can you stand rain
And im up on the tip top, i be sayin brr cuz u know imm gon' freeze
Them niggas fell off, that don't got w damn thing to do with me
I been smokin' a lot i think i'm addicted to that biscotti cream
My drip harder then a faucet that's leaking
I hit harder then vegeta when beating
Like the carter ima slap in the weekend
Like the barter it's no c's in my keeping
Like a charger all my energy feeding
People want the music yeh they be feining
It ain't squeaky but we going mr clean it
Like Mike oh Shi Ima beat it
We done did it and run it some more
With the music we taking it home
Pistol Pete yeh they outta there gone
On the beat we be causing a show
They be like who these niggas they flow
Bitch its Surfn' and fucking Murko
I could tell you that we are some goats
You could tell by the way that we flow
When I step in the game, I don't got a stain on me I be lookin' so clean
I'm not here for the fame, but on the red carpet i be stealing of the scene
And I swear to god that all of these niggas got nothing on me
I look at my watch and i still don't got time to play no games, (no time)
Girl, look at my drip drop, its that new edition can you stand rain
And im up on the tip top, i be sayin brr cuz u know imm gon' freeze
Them niggas fell off, that don't got w damn thing to do with me
I been smokin' a lot i think i'm addicted to that biscotti cream
Turn up the temp like the pots on the stove
I'm feeling empty, yeah its gone (its all gone)
I'm feeling tipsy i'ma sip up some mo' (pour up some mo')
I'm sipping muddy but I don't got cold
Im smoking gas and its strong
Took some shrooms, I'm up on the moon
What time is it? i don't gotta clue
How long i been here?
I don't know
I'm not on the ground cause i hover and float
Not Terrence Howard, but i Hustle and Flow
I been underground, ima stay here too
I jus smoked a ounce,
Gotta go get some mo, mmm
U-huh, got a hunnid rounds, i don't know where to shoot,
Got a hunnid sounds, i don't know which to use
Got a hunnid hounds, they be hunting you too,
Roof Roof
Got a samurai sword, n it got a sharp blade
It be cutting so smooth
So many whores thats tryna be on me
I don't know who to choose
When I step in the game, I don't got a stain on me I be lookin' so clean
I'm not here for the fame, but on the red carpet i be stealing of the scene
And I swear to god that all of these niggas got nothing on me
I look at my watch and i still don't got time to play no games, (no time)
Girl, look at my drip drop, its that new edition can you stand rain
And im up on the tip top, i be sayin brr cuz u know imm gon' freeze
Them niggas fell off, that don't got w damn thing to do with me
I been smokin' a lot i think i'm addicted to that biscotti cream
My drip harder then a faucet that's leaking
I hit harder then vegeta when beating
Like the carter ima slap in the weekend
Like the barter it's no c's in my keeping
Like a charger all my energy feeding
People want the music yeh they be feining
It ain't squeaky but we going mr clean it
Like Mike oh Shi Ima beat it
We done did it and run it some more
With the music we taking it home
Pistol Pete yeh they outta there gone
On the beat we be causing a show
They be like who these niggas they flow
Bitch its Surfn' and fucking Murko
I could tell you that we are some goats
You could tell by the way that we flow
When I step in the game, I don't got a stain on me I be lookin' so clean
I'm not here for the fame, but on the red carpet i be stealing of the scene
And I swear to god that all of these niggas got nothing on me
I look at my watch and i still don't got time to play no games, (no time)
Girl, look at my drip drop, its that new edition can you stand rain
And im up on the tip top, i be sayin brr cuz u know imm gon' freeze
Them niggas fell off, that don't got w damn thing to do with me
I been smokin' a lot i think i'm addicted to that biscotti cream
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Writer(s): Isaiah Baxter
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