Clean It Up

By J Hus

On Playing Sports

Released on August 1, 2016

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[Intro]

(JAE5)


[Verse 1]

My girl dripping in lotion (What?)

I'm living so gruesome (What?)

They be thinking I'm joking (What?)

All the shit I'm involved in (What?)

Pop goes when the whip is in motion (More)

My ting pop, I'm a pop star (More, more more)

Then I popped up with Popcaan

I'm poppin off, I'm popular

They're watching me through binoculars

Cause as you know I got a dodgy past (Whoo!)

Said he's beefin' me, aw bless him

When they told me I tried not to laugh

Madness if they cross my path (Ha!)

The same shit for your entourage

Man don't talk, man pop

Oh wait, hold up, that's not the bar


[Chorus]

Doing pop with my hoody up

Ride to the guap, like giddy up

I grab them up when I get the drop

When I see the guap I just clean it up (Clean it all!)

All the money

I want all of the monnies (Everything)

Do it all for the monnies

More importantly monnies (What?)

What's more important than monnies?

Huh, uh?


[Verse 2]

I step on your block with the Africans (Yeah)

Never been a comparison (Nah)

You make no moves, you're a mannequin

I swear beefin' with you is embarrassing

I'm illegal ballin' I'm travelling (Yeah)

I'm on probation no travelling

200 grams in Travelodge (Damn)

Clientele come travelling

The baddest bitches wan' tour with us (More)

They love my team they wan' all of us (More, more more)

If skivers here, who wants war with us? (What?)

Plus the kick back is marvellous

Oh whatchu thought you gon' spar with us? (How?)

You beefin' everyone apart from us (What?)

I beg you won't keep apart from us

The money can't stay apart from us (Never)

My hitters grew up all fatherless (Yeah)

He grew up and become a pharmacist (Yeah)

Just re-up the pack, just vanishes (Yeah)

He was born with this shit can't practice it

Nigga I'm back (One time), baby, I'm back (Two time)

Pat myself on the back

By myself in the back

Taking selfies and that


[Chorus]

Doing pop with my hoody up

Ride to the guap, like giddy up

I grab them up when I get the drop

When I see the guap I just clean it up

All the money

I want all of the monnies

Do it all for the monnies

More importantly monnies

What's more important than monnies?

Huh, uh?


[Verse 3]

Anything for the profit (What?)

Skeletons in the closet (What?)

Never been into gossip (More)

More time I'm the topic (More, more more)

More time I'm not commenting

Oh, yeah, another thing (What?)

Didn't really wanna trouble him (And?)

Man ah rob you and rub it in

All in your face, look at your face, don't even look at my face

I got lots and lots of face

From, um, what's her face?

Looking fresh, I come clean like the truth

These old niggas wasted their youth

These likkle mans crying wolf

Get rich that's easier said

One verse that's easy bread

Most man wanna see me dead cah I came from the dirt like VV said

I'm Aubrey with the one dance

The gyaldem only get one chance

She hates me but her eyes are on

The dick print in my sweat pants


[Chorus]

Doing pop with my hoody up

Ride to the guap, like giddy up

I grab them up when I get the drop

When I see the guap I just clean it up

All the money

I want all of the monnies

Do it all for the monnies

More importantly monnies

What's more important than monnies?

Huh, uh?

Huh, uh?

Huh, uh?


[Outro]

(JAE5)