J Hus - Clean It Up

J Hus

My girl dripping in lotion
I'm living so gruesome
They be thinking I'm joking
All the shit I'm involved in
Pop foes when the rippers in motion
Make my ting pop, I'm a pop star
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
And he's beefin' me, aw bless him
When they told me I tried not to laugh
Madness if they cross my path
The same shit for your entourage
Man don't talk, man pop
Oh wait, hold up, that's not the bar

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 of the monnies
I want all of the monnies
Do it all for the monnies
More importantly monnies
What's more important than monnies

I step on your block with the Africans
Never been a comparison
You make no moves, you're a mannequin
I swear beefin with you is embarrasing
I'm illegal ballin', I'm travelling
I'm on probation, no travelling
200 grams in travel lodge
Clientele, come travelling

The baddest bitches wanna tour with us
They love my team, they want all of us
If skivers herem who want all of us
Plus the kick back in marvellous
Oh, whatchu thought you gon' spar with us
We beefin everyone apart from us
I beg you won't keep apart from us
The money can't stay apart from us

My hitters grew up all fatherless
He grew up and become a pharmacist
Just re-up, the pack just vanishes
He was born with this shit, can't practice it
Nigga, I'm back; baby, I'm back
Pat myself on the back, by myself in the back
Taking selfies and that

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 of the monnies
I want all of the monnies
Do it all for the monnies
More importantly monnies
What's more important than monnies, uh uh

Anything for the profit
Skeletons in the closet
Never been into gossip,
More time I'm the topic
More time I'm not commenting
Ah, yeah, another thing
Didn't really wanna trouble him
Man I 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 err, 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 men wanna see me dead
But I came from the dirt like Vivi 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

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 of the monnies
I want all of the monnies
Do it all for the monnies
More importantly monnies
What's more important than monnies, uh uh

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