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Paroles de la chanson Wash Your Hands par JJ DOOM
Ooh, she got a cool body, damn she got a cool body
What I'm a tell you what to do with your hands for?
Much less your dirty ass shoes on the dancefloor?
What a poor slob
Ain't wash his hands after peein', wanna touch the doorknob
What's your job at the pool party?
Drunk dude's spittin' up, earlin', droolin', snotty
Ooh, she got a cool body, ooh, she got a cool body
What I'm a tell you what to do with your hands for?
Much less your dirty ass shoes on the dancefloor?
What a poor slob
Ain't wash his hands after peein', wanna touch the doorknob
What's your job at the pool party?
Drunk dude's spittin' up, earlin', droolin', snotty
Ooh, she got a cool body, ooh, she got a cool body
Yup, bet you wouldn't say that an hour ago
When she applied the itch cream to her camel toe
Shoulda kept her limpin' ass home
Same amount as dangerous as those who blast chrome
Even worse it's the gift that keep givin'
Depends on after how many sleeps ya keep livin'
Come on, G! It's only me
Tryna stay from bein' sick, why I gotta be OCD?
Well, wash my balls in Dettol
Or leap from 30,000 feet on a free fall
You sho' fine sista
What I gotta do to get your bovine visna?
Niggas draw heat
Up in the club, a why ya stink of raw meat
I'm just sayin', wash ya hands fam
Before ya put your nasty thumbs in the underpants, damn
When she applied the itch cream to her camel toe
Shoulda kept her limpin' ass home
Same amount as dangerous as those who blast chrome
Even worse it's the gift that keep givin'
Depends on after how many sleeps ya keep livin'
Come on, G! It's only me
Tryna stay from bein' sick, why I gotta be OCD?
Well, wash my balls in Dettol
Or leap from 30,000 feet on a free fall
You sho' fine sista
What I gotta do to get your bovine visna?
Niggas draw heat
Up in the club, a why ya stink of raw meat
I'm just sayin', wash ya hands fam
Before ya put your nasty thumbs in the underpants, damn
You like the way she shake her back area
It's like a sex machine that make bacteria
Now that's a real funny business
Mad raw filthy fingers stickin' dirty money in it
Shit, before I get to stabbin' it
At least know her habits and what's in her medicine cabinet
Villain bring his own mug to the bar
And wore gloves till he go back to the car
Hey! Don't get cracked in the jaw
We tried to bring an end to the black on black war
The real enemy is microscopic
There go they trojan horse, you talkin' bout "drop it"
All them top models
Wanna come over here, chill and pop bottles
Fine I take mine to the dome
It's like a sex machine that make bacteria
Now that's a real funny business
Mad raw filthy fingers stickin' dirty money in it
Shit, before I get to stabbin' it
At least know her habits and what's in her medicine cabinet
Villain bring his own mug to the bar
And wore gloves till he go back to the car
Hey! Don't get cracked in the jaw
We tried to bring an end to the black on black war
The real enemy is microscopic
There go they trojan horse, you talkin' bout "drop it"
All them top models
Wanna come over here, chill and pop bottles
Fine I take mine to the dome
You could get your own and take ya funky ass home
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