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It's important to practice good hygiene / At least if you wanna run with my team / I'm bout to get into some shit that I've seen / This fool's breath, I mean so bad it'll melt your ice cream / They say don't say nothing if you can't say nice things / Sittin too close to him it will like my eyes sting / I try to be subtle, hand him a stick of gum / I was a victim of breath on him / Running his yap about what sets he from / Gotta get some gum gotta get him some / He turned it down, his teeth was brown / Excruciating for him and it was a new sensation / I had to ask the dope to pass the soap / Cuz his toe had the sniff of crustaceans / Or bathrooms in a bus station / He had a can of Olde E and some raisins / Amazing, head to toe B.O. / He didn't know, used to the fragrance / Just as the days went without bathing / He felt manly and not like a maiden / He had one dread, and fungus / Said he worked on peoples' toilets with plungers / Girls not the guy you’d want to tongue ya / So guys take your cue from this number
Chorus (Repeat 2x)
You gotta wash your ass, if you must
You gotta wash your hair, if you must
You gotta brush your teeth, if you must
Or else you'll be funkayyy
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Now at class you need total concentration / But there's kids in the back holdin conversations / Crackin on each other, and neither were poster boys / Both of em smell like the type that soap avoids / Coast and Joy, they leave their absence / One's fool's feet smelled like it struck some matchsticks / Brimstone, girls would never bring him home / I was laughin, then his friend raised his tone / And said, "Bud you rolled all over yourself" "yeaaa" / I know some people your ass should be submerged / Like you need to deal with water cuz you smell like a turd / Wanna cap get some courage, your feet smell lurid / Well look it up / And while you're at it, get a cup / And squeeze the sweat out your sweatshirt and drink it or gargle / You get our vote for most stinkiest / That nigga started thinkin of shit, said I was frail / I said he was stale / Underarms is ripe / Undergarments tight, about to leap out your holey sweats / And we holdin bets, and after this I'm gonna collect / Nigga check, yourself / Respect yourself / And wash your mothafuckin body 'fore your sweatshirt melt / Like radioactive, no lady find you attractive / The funk got you captive / You don't need a map bitch
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Chorus (Repeat 2x)
You gotta wash your ass, if you must
You gotta wash your hair, if you must
You gotta brush your teeth, if you must
Or else you'll be funkayyyy
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