Mrs. Clean - Aminé

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

I need— I need some tea or somethin'

Ayy, don’t stop (Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

Look at my face, what you think?

She know I’m cute, uh, that’s why you fucked (True)

I’m in a whole 'nother league, to be frank

That’s why these hoes fuck with me, I got bank

I’m a stoner motherfucker, twisted up like candy cane

Put her hands up by her head and dance like VV’s in my chain

Fuck your feelings, young Aminé, I’ma let her do her thing now

Out in Tokyo the strippers call me by my name now

Shawty suckin', fuckin' like she work for Mr. Clean

Higher than a motherfucker, this feel like a dream

Didn’t make the bathroom, so we fuckin' on the sink

Think I’m catchin' feelings, but it’s probably just my drink

Like it’s nothin'

Sippin' nothin', can’t even function (Yeah)

Yeah, I ran out, ran out, now I’m buzzin'

Sippin' nothin', can’t even function (Look, that’s right)

Fifteen for the chain, smokin' like I can’t

Louis on my shades, shawty want it and she thinks

She was down for the ride, down for the cause

Down for my high, yeah, down for the law, yeah

Welcome to Aminé University

Ain’t no nigga workin' like me, they gon' have to work for me

Limbo, Limbo, Limbo, Limbo, Limbo, I’m a busy bee

Fifty bands for my furniture, these niggas can’t fuck with me

Shawty suckin', fuckin' like she work for Mr. Clean

Higher than a motherfucker, this feel like a dream

Didn’t make the bathroom, so we fuckin' on the sink

Think I’m catchin' feelings, but it’s probably just my drink

Like it’s nothin'

Sippin' nothin', can’t even function (Yeah)

Yeah, I ran out, ran out, now I’m buzzin'

Sippin' nothin', can’t even function (Yeah)