tough I call your bluff And blow you down with my hardcore stuff I shine like twenty-four carat Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr.Clean
any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the trigger man, fig jam Doom, not to be confused with nobody
fire like grits, and make sure the shine spits Do away with all ignorance Look out for the roaches and the pits mr. burns beware [mos def] I be the mr
Who you foolin', only foolin' Who you foolin', only foolin' Yo, I stay cousin to this, introducing Mr. Dave Banner Scannin' proper with my sight muscle
tough I call your bluff, and blow you down with my hardcore Stuff, I shine like twenty-four carat Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean
It's a new Joe in town and it's not Girardi (Talk 2 Em!) Look, turn pink her face getting her Cam on In the club man on, freak gettin her jam on Hands
t get any on you It's all a big scam, to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, fig jam Doom, not to be confused with nobody
m doin (ya know) What about my bitch on my lap? [DJ Quik] Ah.. Now it's 5:15 and I'm thinking about niggas Playa Hamm Mr. Shabby Bleu and Big Jam Hamm
glass of the water, I'm a finish what I started Mouth cleaners, barracudas, nigga's tuna in the water And the Cool Kids, babble like we poot'ed in the water Clean
we ride let me tell you who I'm rollin' with Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment... We ride, we ride, we ride [Mr. Criminal:] It's Mr. Criminal gone
man fi claffy Copper shot a pick yuh like how crook pick ackee Shouldn't dis di man from brook vally Chorus: A man weh dis any pussy, anybody, any Mr
in ya town, with the cleanest s*** around With the [Chorus: x2] Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Got
When we ride let me tell you who I'm rollin' with Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment... We ride, we ride, we ride [Mr. Criminal:] It's Mr. Criminal
yo dick to run for cover So when lightening strikes, you can be safe from a few rubbers If you know what I mean Not everybody is Mr and Mrs. Clean Some
run for cover So when lightening strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers If you know what i mean Not everybody is mr and mrs. clean Some get burnt
shook up the views of the common man And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast D.J.'s the man we love the most Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
fire like grits, and make sure the shine spits Do away with all ignorance Look out for the roaches and the pits Mr. Burns beware [Mos Def] I be the Mr