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Dirty son of a bitches
Need to wash they motherfuckin' ass, man
Don't make no goddamn sense
Shits pissin' me off, man
I'm serious than a motherfucker
Dirty-ass bitches
Hey yo, I think I better break for the door
'Cause somebody ain't washed that ass for sure
Could it be Crazy C? I have to pause
You my nigga but it smell like you done shitted in your drawers
On the other hand my man C always clean
But one of you hoes in this room smell like a dope fiend
Now I done told you time and time again in the past
Don't be grimey and slimey, bitch, was your ass
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean (wash it)
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
(Dirty-ass bitch) keep your ass clean
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Funky bitch, why don't you take a bath hoe?
You been havin' them same drawers on three days in a row
Dirty bastard, go clean your dick
Far as your breath, it smells like baby shit
The shit stains in your drawers are black as tar
And there's enough shit in your ears to wax my fuckin' car
This is a test that I hope you pass
Sit back, kick back, bitch, and wash your ass
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Have you ever been locked down with a nigga that stank?
You tell hime take a shower, he say "nuh-uh, no I ain't"
You ever seen some shit like this?
A grown-ass nigga smellin' just like dried piss
That don't make no motherfuckin' sense
Bitch, cover yourself with soap and take your time to rinse
That oughta help ya I figure
'Cause if you a dirty nigga yo you a lonely-ass nigga
At least that's how it is in that world
And when you're locked down, don't even worry about a fuckin' girl
'Cause that just makes your time longer
While they on another flow, with funk that's stronger
Than the average male species
They scratch they pussy so much I bet they got fleas
Old dirty motherfucker
Sittin' in their tanks all day, eatin' each other
That's the end, yeah the end of the class
And I want all you motherfuckers in the world, to wash your ass
Yeah check it out, check it out
Yo, we gonna kick it like this
President Bush, wash your ass
Secretary of State, wash your ass
Everybody in the world, wash your ass
Everybody down with me, wash your ass
If you ain't down with me, wash your ass
I don't care who you are, just wash that ass
I'm outta here
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Wash your ass, wash your ass, wash your ass
Keep your ass clean
Writer(s): Rick J. Jordan, H P Baxxter, Jens Peter Thele, Soeren Buehler, Ferris Bueller
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