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Prin$e Alexander - Too Clean Lyrics



Prin$e Alexander - Too Clean Lyrics




Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
P.A
I'm Too Clean (Yeah, Yeah)
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

They won't let me out my house, I'm stuck in quarantine
I'ma get the money re-route it, split it with the team
Smoking that gas, this loud pack smell like kerosine
You could bet that I'm bout that, its a guarantee
Prin$e Alexander don't play, do it look like E.A
They could a price on my head, still won't do no thing
Chopsticks whipping that curry, show you how to make lo-mein
Jekyll and Hyde, I sit down and I watch the rain (Ooh oh)
They could never get me out my zone
Knew you was a op all along
I turned your housewife into a hoe (Ooh oh)

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

I'm too natural just like a mineral
Young God, When I talk they say it's biblical
Free the dawgs, free the general
County rappers mad and one dimensional
And I got purple rain, how you think I got my name (Prince)
Ballin like Bronny James, I ain't even in the game
Ice inside of my veins, that ain't your throne to claim
Why would I pop champagne, when I got more to gain
Me and you are not the same
I cannot ever love her, knowing she been with lames
I cannot trust my brother, knowing he told on gang

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

They won't let me out my house I'm stuck in quarantine
They won't let me out my house, I'm stuck in qurentine
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Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
P.A
I'm Too Clean (Yeah, Yeah)
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

They won't let me out my house, I'm stuck in quarantine
I'ma get the money re-route it, split it with the team
Smoking that gas, this loud pack smell like kerosine
You could bet that I'm bout that, its a guarantee
Prin$e Alexander don't play, do it look like E.A
They could a price on my head, still won't do no thing
Chopsticks whipping that curry, show you how to make lo-mein
Jekyll and Hyde, I sit down and I watch the rain (Ooh oh)
They could never get me out my zone
Knew you was a op all along
I turned your housewife into a hoe (Ooh oh)

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

I'm too natural just like a mineral
Young God, When I talk they say it's biblical
Free the dawgs, free the general
County rappers mad and one dimensional
And I got purple rain, how you think I got my name (Prince)
Ballin like Bronny James, I ain't even in the game
Ice inside of my veins, that ain't your throne to claim
Why would I pop champagne, when I got more to gain
Me and you are not the same
I cannot ever love her, knowing she been with lames
I cannot trust my brother, knowing he told on gang

None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend
None of you boys can see me, I'm too clean (Yeah, Yeah)
Tatted up like graffiti on my sleeve (Yeah, Yeah)
F*ckin' with shawty, I'ma hit her spleen (Yeah, Yeah)
Feeling like I'm Bray Wyatt, turned into a fiend (Yeah, Yeah)

They won't let me out my house I'm stuck in quarantine
They won't let me out my house, I'm stuck in qurentine
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Writer: Vivek Chakravarty
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Performed By: Prin$e Alexander
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Vivek Chakravarty

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