Mr. Clean 创作者：
Yung Gravy

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调：B minor

Verse 1
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Gravy
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Mr. Sandman bring me a dream
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Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
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Give him two lips like roses and clover
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Then tell him that his lonesome
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Am 
G 
Am 
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nights are over

Verse 2
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Gravy make it splash like Pippen
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Shit that's nothin'
(splash)
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Errbody call me Big Pimpin'
G 
No, I ain't bluffin'
I'm with your mom in the kitchen
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G 
Makin' blueberry muffins
Must be Thanksgiving
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'Cause your bitch want the stuffing

Verse 3
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Mr. Clean
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Gravy why your flow so mean?
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Mr. Clean
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G 
Pull up with my whole    damn team
Mr. Clean
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Mr. Clean
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Mr. Clean
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Mr. Clean

Verse 4
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Gravy, he be clean like Windex (wooh)
Just hit your mom with my
G 
index (wooh)
Am 
And yo bitch look like a pinhead
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G 
All my haters, they be skinheads
Pissed off 'cause they wife is they sister
Am 
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And Yung  Gravy just kissed
G 
her (hot damn)
Em 
Pull up on the scene
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'Cause a wet dream I
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might    need a submarine
G 
If you got the beef I turn yo' ass
to smitherines (uh)
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Am 
Yo bitch looking scary I thought
it was Halloween
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G 
Gravy,
he be clean like some fucking Listerine (uh)
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But I smooth it out like a jar
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G 
of Vaseline
Shit
Am 
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F#dim 
Posted with a MILF and her name is
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G 
Charlene
Errybody wonder how
she got the hygiene
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G 
It's all thanks to Mr. Clean

Verse 5
G 
Mr. Clean
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F#m 
G 
Gravy why your flow so mean?
Mr. Clean
Am 
F#m 
Am 
G 
Pull up with my whole damn team
Mr. Clean
Am 
F#dim 
G 
Mr. Clean
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Mr. Clean
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G 
Mr. Clean

Verse 6
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Am 
Gravy, he be clean like Colgate (aye)
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D 
White MILF Charlene that's my
G 
soulmate (aye)
You ain't got a bitch I
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might donate (aye)
Slide in the DMs with a snowflake
G 
(uh uh)
Talkin 'bout your girl my
favorite topic
Am 
You can't even see me you would think
G 
I'm microscopic
Gravy ballin' out like the
fuckin' Flint Tropics
Am 
Turn these bitches on 'cause I'm
really good at Bop-It
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Clean Clean in, clean out
Am 
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Pullin' up  drop top Viper
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G 
Had to steal yo bitch
Am 
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G 
Finessed it like I'm   Swiper
So much bread gotta get my fiber
Am 
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Gravy, he be cleaner  than your
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G 
windshield wiper s  (uh)
Your step-mom made me a pie
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Am 
You can call me       the Pied-Piper
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Am 
(sheesh)
G 
I don't eat the booty,
I ain't even gotta say it
Am 
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But I'll eat my girls ass      if she
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had a bad day   (aye)
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Gravy don't play
Bitch I'm at the bakery,
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Am 
them donuts get tin' glazed
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G 
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C 
Stay with     three hoes  like
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it's the holidays
Stuck to the bread,
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you would think I'm may onnaise
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Am 
G 
(Hot damn)
Shit I'm so Goddamn clean got me feelin'
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G 
like I'm Billy Mays
(Holy shit)
Am 
Mr. Clean

Verse 7
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G 
Gravy why your flow so mean?
Mr. Clean
Am 
F#m 
F#dim 
Am 
Pull up with my whole damn team
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Mr. Clean
Am 
F#dim 
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G 
Mr. Clean
Mr. Clean
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Mr. Clean
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Cover

Verse 8
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all 9,000 taste buds
Aerate it
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D 
Warm it up
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Driving up
That top though
That cream
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Pure vanilla
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Sweeteners
Am 
Mmm, that's a ten