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Clean Your Room

๐Ÿ‘ค Jordan Petersbruh โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Clean Your Room โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:51
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โฑ๏ธ 2:51 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 17165897

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

It's your boy, J.P
Turn my bloody headphones up, I'll tell you what
They're gonna want to hear this

Like bloody Hell, I'm rapping bloody well
Elliot Page is not a male
It's bloody pathetic
You must rescue your father from the belly of a whale
It's important and not incommodious that
Sometimes we let our children fail
Justin Trudeau and Canadian government wanna go and put me in jail
Axiomatic presupposition
Hell for the butchers who cut up children
What we're witnessing is Hell on Earth
Women don't know their own worth
Listen here, buddy, I'm not your bucko
The real world is often cutthroat
Most importantly, be like a lobster
Never be a soy beta cucko
These politicians are getting paid off
A fine line between order and chaos
Sometimes you must be offensive
Gen Z has imposter syndrome
Want to succeed?
Clean your room, take a shower, be well-groomed
That's no joke, it's not a conundrum
Go and grab the bloody vacuum

Clean your room or get rich enough to hire maids
I eat lobster every night 'cause I'm getting paid
We just tell it how it is, that's why people hate
Trump the Don and I'm here to make America great
Clean your room or get rich enough to hire maids
I eat lobster every night 'cause I'm getting paid
We just tell it how it is, that's why people hate
Trump the Don and I'm here to make America great

Hey, hey, hey
Turn my headphones up!
You're not wearing any headphones, Joe
Oh, I'm not wearing any headphones? What?
Bloody gosh
Oh, oh, you're right
These, these, these are my ear muffs
Hey, hey Jordan
I mean Gordon, Gordon, Gordon, Gordan Peterson
I grew up with a guy named Gordon
Gordy, we used to call him Gordy
We would catch lobsters in his dad- in his da-, in Maine
We would go to Maine in summer and his dad at a lobster boat
And then we would eat at the, at the Red Lobster afterwards
And my, my Corvette
The red Corvette I would call the lobster, the lobster-mobile
Me and Gordy and his dad in the lobster-mobile
Make sure you clean your room, Hunter
Hunter's room's always-
No, Joe, Joe, Joe
That's funny enough, Joe
Alright, we, we understand
I think we get it, Joe, that's quite enough
Bloody gosh
Alright, Trump, give us the hook again

Clean your room or get rich enough to hire maids
I eat lobster every night 'cause I'm getting paid
We just tell it how it is, that's why people hate
Trump the Don and I'm here to make America great
Clean your room or get rich enough to hire maids
I eat lobster every night 'cause I'm getting paid
We just tell it how it is, that's why people hate
Trump the Don and I'm here to make America great

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