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letra de clean up! - cackjooling

[intro]
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man

[verse 1]
i’m feeling to jazzy
me and my g’s sip wine and shandy
i’m feeling fine and dandy
sitting with a gin, no i don’t need mandy
girls want the hanky-panky
are you mad b?
i’m not that g
i respond like “have some cl-ss please”
i don’t care who can’t stand me
their baby’s liking my pics, they stan me
i’m going savage like randy
but i’m still sweet like candy
i’m the man (jheez!)
i’m like sandy the way i chop it up
eugene krabs the way i get paid
get that paper, filling my pockets up
you man are out there scarping that change
cack be grinding all night and day
i’m so lit b-tch, i’m like propane
i be on my own wave
while you man out there clashing like t-tans
say i’m c-cky but that’s not right to say
your b-tch want d-ck? she just dials cack j
making moves on your wednesday crush
while you see her and you smile and wave
no silent days
i make some fire and i play it loud
don’t ride no waves, i’m on the beach
and i’m living it up ’cause i get around
don’t get restrained, i’m always on top
i rep the east and i hold it down
never gonna catch man like cack slippin’
their bars are jokes man, i ain’t no clown

[chorus]
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up, spick and span
clean up, i’m the man
clean up

[verse 2]
pinging on my own
thinking on my own
cackjooling
sitting on a throne
sticking in my bones
the thought of living when i’ve grown
i’m not as big as i think
i’m two midgets in a coat
sticking in my nose
too spicy
i’d probably be a junkie if it wasn’t so pricey
i say f-ckwit
you say “icy”
cack’s world b-tch
one day, i’m living nice

[verse 3]
i had a dream that i was selling
making p’s and teaching lessons
owned my crib, i ain’t a tenant
smashing b-tches like i’m leffen
money smart, i’m never betting
but i’m dripping and i’m spending
making green
you man are green
of all the green that i am getting
i’m a legend outta lincs
spend a tenner on the drinks
intoxication don’t take long
i raise my gl-ss up then we clink
feeling cl-ssy, feeling boujee
in the garden sipping smoothies
when i’m out, f-ck cupid
we go crazy, we go stupid
got the world in my hands
i’m my own backing band
cackjooling’s not a spoonerism
it’s a f-cking brand
get your heads out of the sand
get with my head and catch a tan
’cause i’m cleaning up the game
cackjooling i’m the man

[outro]
clean up
clean up
clean up
clean up

- cackjooling

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