Wash Your Hands
演唱：JJ DOOM、MF Doom、Jneiro JarelWash Your Hands - JJ Doom
Uh 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 a** shoes
On the dancefloor
What a poor slob
Ain't wash his hands after peeing
Wound up touched the doorknob
What's your job at the pool party
Drunk dude's spitting up
Earling drooling snotty
Ooh she got a cool body
Ooh she got a cool body yup
Bet you wouldn't say that hour ago
When she applied the itch cream
To her camel toe
Shoulda kept her limpin' a** home
Santa Marta's dangerous as those
Who's glass chrome
Even worse it's the gift that keep giving
Depends on after
How many sleeps ya keep living
Come on G It's only me
Tryna stay from being sick
Why I gotta be OCD
Well wash my balls and detour
Or leap from 30 000 feet on a free fall
You so 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 saying
Wash ya hands fam
Before ya put your nasty thumbs
In her 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 sticking dirty money in it
Sh*t before I get to stabbing it
At least know her habits
And what's in her medicine cabinet
Villain brings 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 talking bout "drop it"
All them top models
Wanna come over here
Chilling pop bottles
Fine I take mine to the dome
You could get your own
And take ya funky a** home
Uh 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 a** shoes
On the dancefloor
What a poor slob
Ain't wash his hands after peeing
Wound up touched the doorknob
What's your job at the pool party
Drunk dude's spitting up
Earling drooling snotty
Ooh she got a cool body
Ooh she got a cool body yup
Bet you wouldn't say that hour ago
When she applied the itch cream
To her camel toe
Shoulda kept her limpin' a** home
Santa Marta's dangerous as those
Who's glass chrome
Even worse it's the gift that keep giving
Depends on after
How many sleeps ya keep living
Come on G It's only me
Tryna stay from being sick
Why I gotta be OCD
Well wash my balls and detour
Or leap from 30 000 feet on a free fall
You so 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 saying
Wash ya hands fam
Before ya put your nasty thumbs
In her 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 sticking dirty money in it
Sh*t before I get to stabbing it
At least know her habits
And what's in her medicine cabinet
Villain brings 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 talking bout "drop it"
All them top models
Wanna come over here
Chilling pop bottles
Fine I take mine to the dome
You could get your own
And take ya funky a** home