Bitch you better clean yo linen
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
Simple and clean like lever,
Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper
Havent you got some dicks to clean?
Then keep your change like an oink machine
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
He just worried on green, think he can getaway clean
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean
I'm so clean, you're cum stained
But they sold jello in the paint
Maintaining my modest modest as i dream
They was always ready and always clean
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