Mr. Clean

[Intro]
Woah

[Chorus]
I feel like Mr. Clean, she want that mister me
I hope your eyes can see that I'm fresh like Febreze
I'm 'bout to blow, I thought that you should know
I'm at your throats, I hope you takin' notes
I feel like Mr. Clean, she want that mister me
I hope your eyes can see that I'm fresh like Febreze
I'm 'bout to blow, I thought that you should know
I'm at your throats, I hope you takin' notes

[Verse 1]
Okay, I'm back now, oh
I'm makin' stacks now, oh, oh
She gave me face, huh
I don't take her out on dates by the way
Bitch, I'm on my way to fame
Don't believe in ghosts, but I just seen a Wraith
Oh no, no, no, you don't need money just to change, no

[Bridge]
Lights out, lights, camera, action
Blackout, black [?]
Blackin' out again
All you niggas talk, ain't no action

[Verse 2]
Lean and wock, uh
I don't dance, but my money rock, uh
All these pussy niggas, bitch, you really talk
Hit 'em with the static, that boy really shocked
Let me go collect my chips
You ain't on the script, we run up on you like a blitz
You can't take all of these hits
Let me in the back of the club
Fendi all on my clothes
[?] 'bout to go home, home

[Chorus]
I feel like Mr. Clean, she want that mister me
I hope your eyes can see that I'm fresh like Febreze
I'm 'bout to blow, I thought that you should know
I'm at your throats, I hope you takin' notes
I feel like Mr. Clean, she want that mister me
I hope your eyes can see that I'm fresh like Febreze
I'm 'bout to blow, I thought that you should know
I'm at your throats, I hope you takin' notes