Mr. Clean

Whatchu need from me
You know i got a lot you know you cappin things
Meet you in the lot and put you down
Until youre nuts and springs
Never fallin for a bitch say i do not im scared of rings
I dont need them they need me
And thats the truth that really stings
You lackin hard im packin hard
Ill make ya fuckin flinch
Put a body in a christmas tree bag
Im the fuckin grinch
Never had an opp cuz im too extra chewin peppermint
And its never worth my time
Cuz all they wallets filled with lint and fuckin dust
Smoking on that rust
Gotta switch up to the plant
This that shit we must discuss
Get big green three gallon bags a fuckin month
I dont wanna pop a jelly bean i wanna smoke a blunt
Imma make the most of everything im livin up my life
Not a single thing above me
Im the one who rolls the dice
Rise that tension so high you could cut it with a knife
But im way above it now yeah im fuckin hypnotized
Put em in the paper make a fuckin scene
I can make some real shit happen u aint ever seen
Nothin ever happened why they call me mr clean
Never start shit with me
You gon have to mess with bean
Put em in the paper make a fuckin scene
I can make some real shit happen u aint ever seen
Nothin ever happened why they call me mr clean
Never start shit with me
You gon have to mess with bean



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Writer(s): J D Y
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