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ylg pop - 2 clean كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i’m too clean with it
hoppin’ out da car got billie jeans on me
iced out wrist on me
copped a new watch, now i’m freezin’ it
i might steal yo b_tch
just ’cause i want, no reasoning
ain’t no season switch
got choppas on go every season b_tch

[verse 1]
got choppas on me, i might f_ck up yo partners
make ’em my gardeners
b_tch, i’m a monster
ain’t no slackin’, go harder and harder
i got no worries, hakuna matata
i’ll cut you up, ain’t no need for a barber
i’ll take yo hair, put that sh_t in a rasta
b_tch i’m too fly, just like a helicopter
these b_tches be watching on me with binoculars
ain’t no guidence and help, i did this by myself
f_ck with me, you gon’ end up on the shеlf
in a morgue
play with me get divorcеd
i’ll take yo b_tch, she ride me like a horse
resting in h_ll, i be smokin’ his corpse
i’ll take a break when my fingers is sore
i’ll be back in a minute, got shows in new york
3 pointer line, i be shooting and scoring
marco, polo, ralph, lauren
last month spent 200 bands on my closet
got paid from a show and i copped a new foregin, huh
[chorus]
i’m too clean with it
hoppin’ out da car got billie jeans on me
iced out wrist on me
copped a new watch, now i’m freezin’ it
i might steal yo b_tch
just ’cause i want, no reasoning
ain’t no season switch
got choppas on go every season b_tch

[verse 2]
choppa go
choppa go
choppa go
choppa go
choppa go
choppa go
choppa go
(grrraahhh, b_tch)
chop
chop
chop
chop
chop go boo
boo
i’m pushin’ a hundred, you benching the bar
she askin’ “pop, why you be actin’ so hard?”
i told that b_tch “ever since she broke my heart”
can’t let them get close, so i’m always on guard
i play the b_tches, ain’t giving my heart
i take ’em home, then i call them a car
if she stay to the morning, i’m moving so far
if she following me, then i’m moving to mars
i be too high
off the x, i be poppin’ all night
in my zone, i be in the sky
i’m poppin’ pills, i don’t smoke no rite
no mam, you ain’t getting no ride
on my way to the top, only me and my guys
huh, only me and my guys, with a couple of fries, we gon’ make it fire
(make it fye)
fyee
we gon’ make ’em boo
we gon’ make ’em burn
we gon’ make ’em burn b_tch
[chorus]
i’m too clean with it
hoppin’ out da car got billie jeans on me
iced out wrist on me
copped a new watch, now i’m freezin’ it
i might steal yo b_tch
just ’cause i want, no reasoning
ain’t no season switch
got choppas on go every season b_tch

- ylg pop

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