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When time flies by
And you're out of my reach
I'll clean up our mess
Clean up this debris
Out, out, out
Touch
I'll clean up, clean up, clean up
This

35 Laurel Drive

MC Lars

This Gigantic Robot Kills

2009

every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive

John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house

all up
My best buddy's got a pretty big truck
One of these days I gotta clean this all up
Whoa, what have I done
Whoa, what have I done
I can't let mama

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

the seats
And I splits down nuthin but them swisha sweets
I'm just what reclinin
Nigga bumper climbin
Man what's up in my mouth is steady diamonds
Yeah

Can't be touch (Yeah)
Why so so mean (Yeah)
Fuck what you mean
Stacking it up (Yeah)
Spending with my team (My team)
My drip so clean (Yeah)
Lost in

If you sneak dissing from your phone I ignore that
I ain't never going back a forth I'ma fall back
Though I'm from the mud I clean up good what you

smokin' on a J or 2
That's some pimp type shit me and my niggas do
Yeah, we fucked up, what you heard is true

I'm on that Bombay and that lemonade

You never do anything around this house
Better wash those dishes
Better watch that mouth
Getting those grades up is what
You're about to do okay,

sleep
I dream of countin up the green
I want the rollie f*** the ring (F*** it)
I want the diamonds cut clean (Clean)
The hottest bi*** up on the scene
I

(Produced by the prodigy)
(Your majesty)
I got the gang wit me
No you can’t hang wit me
If the ratchet got bodies it can stay wit me
That’s a clean

Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee
With my 45 G-L-O-C
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they

Ayy, trust fund, trust fund, trust fund
I get my money by lump sums
I get the check and I go dumb (go dumb)
Rackin' up money, got three sons

Believe It

Rick Ross

Dreams and Nightmares

2012

(Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm fuckin hoes (Ha)

Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money
Y'all niggas was

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Saber with a Z
Cuz my diamonds too clean
Diamonds so clean

Go ahead
Make a wish
I'm a star and I shoot
Get some friends
Hit a lick
Where we goin', what's

What's that in your bottle? Sippin'
On lean by the liter
God damn Quavo, you movin' too slow
What the lean go for?
We can chop it up in the bando
I ship

a secret,
What keeps in a teenageʼs dream
Every bullet keeps it,
After wars she will never be clean

If you know what I'll tell you
Do i know what you want

wake up at 6 and clean up our mess
There were much more than the last ones
Let's get this started with our new cleanup
Mr. Boom Boom Box comes by
And we

up the blood
Mop up the blood
Mop up the blood
Clean up the streets
Mop up the blood
They won't recognize it by the time I'm done

Yeah, KG Radio 10645

TM! Sizzle! Evil Genius!
Wop! Bling! Blow!

Iced up, bezzeled up
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Top down, windows up
Pistol tucked, what the fuck

break... A clean slate... I need a:

Second (second):
So why are you here?
(So why are you here)
When I know we broke up...
(What do you mean)
What do I

Riding on them forgiato’s, whips too clean
Whips too clean
I’m up in my charger, and my homie in a beam
Whatchu mean
We just out here havin fun
Lookin for

I woke up and I was feel good (I was feeling great)
Fresh out shower then I spark a wood (I be getting blazed)
Got dress man a nigga clean (A nigga

Anthem

Sway & King Tech

This or That

1999

Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
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