Always brushin' teeth yuh that's a lotta fluoride, unlocked number three yuh now I'm on my fourth eye
Yeah I keep it clean yeah I keep it f*ckin' sanitary, I'm dead on the inside you know I'm a living cemetery
Yeah I play the cello damn I shoulda played the clarinet, shut up about my hairline that shit lookin' like a hairnet
Squidward lookin' ass pullin' paper out the cashier, if you think this rap is good damn you got a bad ear
Rinsin' out the skin in the tub with the bathsalts, fillin' up the beat goin' harder than the asphalt
I'm wearin' a robe even tho it's ten degrees out, if a homie know me yo that's basically just free clout
Run my shit like Chrome always grinding hard keepin' tabs, you diggin' for gold stayin' cheap and peepin' Mr. Krabs
Livin' on the edge bro I'll do it if you dare me, beach house on the water damn Livin' like Larry
Out here bein' busy gettin' litty doin' dumb shit, got no patty formula u at the Chum Bucket
People think it's wild that I'm doing all this wack shit, streakin' like a snapchat you know I had to rap it
Lofi playin' in the back on that 4/4, tea bags weighin up the stache (I'mma need more)
Drip hard running up a check on my dior, cello boy gettin' kinda lit can't keep score
Paparazzi out here always snapping with the white lights, yo girl on the side man I eat that shit like white rice
Damn the lyrics dirty but my body got that hygiene, I don't keep it wordy only listen with the sunscreen
Shillarious - Squeaky Clean Lyrics
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Always brushin' teeth yuh that's a lotta fluoride, unlocked number three yuh now I'm on my fourth eye
Yeah I keep it clean yeah I keep it f*ckin' sanitary, I'm dead on the inside you know I'm a living cemetery
Yeah I play the cello damn I shoulda played the clarinet, shut up about my hairline that shit lookin' like a hairnet
Squidward lookin' ass pullin' paper out the cashier, if you think this rap is good damn you got a bad ear
Rinsin' out the skin in the tub with the bathsalts, fillin' up the beat goin' harder than the asphalt
I'm wearin' a robe even tho it's ten degrees out, if a homie know me yo that's basically just free clout
Run my shit like Chrome always grinding hard keepin' tabs, you diggin' for gold stayin' cheap and peepin' Mr. Krabs
Livin' on the edge bro I'll do it if you dare me, beach house on the water damn Livin' like Larry
Out here bein' busy gettin' litty doin' dumb shit, got no patty formula u at the Chum Bucket
People think it's wild that I'm doing all this wack shit, streakin' like a snapchat you know I had to rap it
Lofi playin' in the back on that 4/4, tea bags weighin up the stache (I'mma need more)
Drip hard running up a check on my dior, cello boy gettin' kinda lit can't keep score
Paparazzi out here always snapping with the white lights, yo girl on the side man I eat that shit like white rice
Damn the lyrics dirty but my body got that hygiene, I don't keep it wordy only listen with the sunscreen
Yeah I keep it clean yeah I keep it f*ckin' sanitary, I'm dead on the inside you know I'm a living cemetery
Yeah I play the cello damn I shoulda played the clarinet, shut up about my hairline that shit lookin' like a hairnet
Squidward lookin' ass pullin' paper out the cashier, if you think this rap is good damn you got a bad ear
Rinsin' out the skin in the tub with the bathsalts, fillin' up the beat goin' harder than the asphalt
I'm wearin' a robe even tho it's ten degrees out, if a homie know me yo that's basically just free clout
Run my shit like Chrome always grinding hard keepin' tabs, you diggin' for gold stayin' cheap and peepin' Mr. Krabs
Livin' on the edge bro I'll do it if you dare me, beach house on the water damn Livin' like Larry
Out here bein' busy gettin' litty doin' dumb shit, got no patty formula u at the Chum Bucket
People think it's wild that I'm doing all this wack shit, streakin' like a snapchat you know I had to rap it
Lofi playin' in the back on that 4/4, tea bags weighin up the stache (I'mma need more)
Drip hard running up a check on my dior, cello boy gettin' kinda lit can't keep score
Paparazzi out here always snapping with the white lights, yo girl on the side man I eat that shit like white rice
Damn the lyrics dirty but my body got that hygiene, I don't keep it wordy only listen with the sunscreen
Writer: John Shiller
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