Wash Your Hands Lyrics - Key To The Kuffs - 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 ass shoes on the dance floor? 

What a poor slob 

Ain't wash his hands after peein' wound up touched the doorknob 

What's your job at the pool party? 

Drunk dude's spittin' up, earlin', droolin', 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' ass home 

Santa Marta's dangerous as those who's glass chrome 

Even worse, it's the gift that keep givin' 

Depends on after how many sleeps ya keep livin' 

Come on G! It's only me 

Tryna stay from bein' 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 sayin', 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 stickin' dirty money in it 

Shit, before I get to stabbin' 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 talkin' bout "drop it" 

All them top models 

Wanna come over here, chillin', pop bottles 

Fine, I take mine to the dome 

You could get your own and take ya funky ass home