Lyrics:
dry cleaner iron your cloth o
E show say you dey try
E show say you dey try
Abobi
Your shoe shine
Your face show
E clear say na dry cleaner iron your
cleaner
Rhymes balanced like ballerina
Too much flow, hurricane Katrina
Gotta give it to em like subpoenas
So fresh like a dry cleaner
And my team stay
at the dry cleaners
It's been here for months
Across the room
Just lying there
Beside the chair
Wearing your perfume
A little hole torn at the seam
I never
spun around
You nuh know me, you know my face, mad
Refresh and press think ah dry cleaner
Re-up, re-up
From time, they wan' leave us
Re-up, re-up oh
I got a gang full of dry cleaners cause every day we press niggas
Say the wrong shit, gon' make me flash out, I ain't snappin' pictures
But I'm
(BankrollMaxx… to be exact)
We got a gang full of dry cleaners 'cause every day we press niggas
Say the wrong shit gon' make me flash out, I ain't
dry cleaner
Do it do it in my dry cleaner
Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy
Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it
She be jumping higher than a flea
She's devoid of mystery
I can read her like a scene
Clean, you'd think a nigga lived in the dry cleaner
I made friends
to drive
And mostly I would just resent those words
But now I kind of keep them in mind
We're at the dry cleaners and the town's asleep
And you're showing
getting down
I'm like damn my jacket done
When I hit dry cleaner
They say that I'm the one
When I hit dry cleaner
They smell the marijuana
They say I'm
Pink gin and lime for a fake ballerina
Out of her mind from sniffing dry cleaner
The smell of scent towards alcohol
Baby's been prancing all day in
detained
Yeah, police can't get in my lane
I left my how it was, left it plain jane
My Off White hat got lean stains
Fuck the dry cleaners
I'ma just leave
now;
You is going to take a walk.
Left foot, right.
Right foot, left.
Walk on down to the dry cleaners and pick
Up your walkin' pants!
Left foot,
occasionally had to resort to
The dry cleaners luckily
This did not kill them and
They weren't banned form the
Olympic Games they lived
Hopefully ever after
And ran into Venus and Serena
Get head like a mind reader
You washed up, I'm the dry cleaner
Don't worry about me, nigga I'm one-
Hundred like a high fever
three oranges
Three lemons
Three cherries
Three plums
I'm losing my taste for fruit
Watching the dry cleaner do it
Like Midas in a polyester suit
three oranges
Three lemons
Three cherries
Three plums
I'm losing my taste for fruit
Watching the dry cleaner do it
Like Midas in a polyester suit
Steady tryina fuck me
Ratchet nigga, no dry cleaners, don't wash that, it's brand new
Got problem homies, got grip niggas
And my ocean view straight water
until we meet again
Yes, it has been a happy trail today
It's been a great day in the minivan
We went to the post office, the bakery, the drug store
Dry
Thats everybody freak
Baby like a dry cleaner
Seen everybody's sheets
Take em straight to the hood
Then everybody eat
They went down, I went down
please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees
Clothes looking like they need to see a dry cleaners
You out there bad with your imitation Prada
everybody sleep, have a baby bottle
That's everybody's freak
Baby like a dry cleaners, seen everybody's sheets
Take 'em straight to the hood, then everybody
da
(Ooo)
I don't know how to talk
Ooo oo oo ooo
Ooo oo oo ooo
Run run run
Ooo oo oo ooo
Ooo oo oo ooo
I'm back
To pick up my jeans
From the dry cleaner
I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners
Which was standard for me
Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days
I don't know it
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