Mr Clean Song Lyrics
Bum bum bum bum bumGravyBum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bumMr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bum bum bum bum)Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen (bum bum bum bum)Give him two lips like roses and clover (bum bum bum bum)Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Gravy make it splash like PippenShit that’s nothin’ (splash)Everybody call me Big Pimpin’No, I ain’t bluffin’I’m with your mom in the kitchenMakin’ blueberry muffinsMust be Thanksgiving‘Cause your bitch want the stuffin’
Mr. CleanGravy why your flow so mean?Mr. CleanPull up with my whole damn teamMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. Clean
Gravy, he be clean like Windex (woo)Just hit your mom with my index (woo)And yo’ bitch look like a pinheadAll my haters, they be skinheadsPissed off ’cause they wife is they sisterAnd Yung Gravy just kissed her (hot damn)
Pull up on the scene‘Cause a wet dream, I might need a submarineIf you got the beef I turn yo’ ass to smitherines (uh)Yo’ bitch lookin’ scary I thought it was HalloweenGravy, he be clean like some fucking Listerine (uh)But I smooth it out like a jar of VaselineShit
Posted with a MILF and her name is CharleneEverybody wonder how she got the hygieneIt’s all thanks to Mr. Clean
Mr. CleanGravy why your flow so mean?Mr. CleanPull up with my whole damn teamMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. Clean
Gravy, he be clean like Colgate (aye)White MILF Charlene that’s my soulmate (aye)You ain’t got a bitch I might donate (aye)Slide in the DMs with the snowflake (uh-uh)Talkin ’bout your girl my favorite topicYou can’t even see me, you would think I’m microscopicGravy ballin’ out like the fuckin’ Flint TropicsTurn these bitches on ’cause I’m really good at Bop-It
Clean in, clean out (woo)Pullin’ up drop top Viper (aye)Had to steal yo’ bitch (uh)Finessed it like I’m Swiper (aye)So much bread, gotta get my fiberGravy, he be cleaner than your windshield wipers (uh)Your step-mom made me a pieYou can call me the Pied-Piper (sheesh)
I don’t eat the booty, I ain’t even gotta say itBut I’ll eat my girls ass if she had a bad day (aye)Gravy don’t playBitch I’m at the bakery, them donuts gettin glazedStay with three hoes like it’s the holidaysStuck to the bread, you would think I’m mayonnaise(Hot damn)Shit I’m so God damn clean, got me feelin’ like I’m Billy Mays(Holy shit)
Mr. CleanGravy why your flow so mean?Mr. CleanPull up with my whole damn teamMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. CleanMr. Clean
Mr. Clean gonna make it rightThat Mr. Clean gonna make it rightGonna make it rightYeah, babe