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nyche - clean up lyrics

chorus:
if i die my words will live on
i am not the one to sh-t on
eat her right treat her right
top down i took the lid off
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up
do me dirty here’s the clean up
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up

verse:1
dis dat kick da speaker ….
dis dat level up dis right here dat either ….
dis dat flood da block with work they gone need fema …
>dis dat put dat pressure till they tap out tommy dreamer …
i juh felt like coppin something retro some addidas …
black on white on black i call dat coffee with da creama …
made dat girl my bonnie she my bestie had to queena …
let her walk the runway yup i to turn her like she tina …
(these n-gg-s talking money he a g well hit me wit da email)
(just leave the location and da details i’ma bring da retail)
i serve it like it’s tennis …. get da bussin burner mix it like a chemist ….
y’all n-gg-s goofy we ain’t playin boy we eatin bring the trey in
got dem shootas and they ready for a sentence

chorus:
if die my words will live on
i am not the one to sh-t on
eat her right treat her right
top down i took the lid off
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up
do me dirty here’s the clean up
clean up,clean up,clean up,clean up

verse:2
dis dat komakozii …
dis dat when it drop i just might catch a body …
dis dat tesla dis dat coop dat mozarodii …
>dis dat shyt you need a bag for, dat poison ivy …
i was in da trenches i was eatin with the wolves …
wasn’t handed nothing no i had to pay my dues …
trigga finger itching jhon travolta with the moves …
got my self a crib before da beema and da jewels …
> all my homies witt-t boy i get it how i live it
>can take the money with you so i spend it as i get it
>shout out my n-gg- tye yea we rep a dying breed
>ain’t tomany of us left man i put dat on my seed
…..first my mamma died den my brother died
…..da trauma kindddd make a guy wanna homicide
>betta kick rock spread a wing let da lama fly
>i was born trill nevermind i ain’t gotta try

- nyche

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