Smörgåsbord - Washin' Them Dishes Lyrics

(Yo, can you turn me up a little bit)
(Spice, spice, spice)
(Oooo-oooo-oooo-ooh-ooh-oooh)
(Cheese curds)
(Turn me up a little)
(Risky Ryan)
(Jan's new backpack)
(Washin', washin', washin', washin')
(Washin', washin', washin', washin')
(Woah, woah, it's Yung Murp)
(Jellybones)
(N'Korekt, hoe)
I'm listening people

I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes
I'm washin' them dishes with bitches named Trishas
I got me a genie that grants magic wishes
I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes
I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes
I'm washin' them dishes with bitches named Trishas
I got me a genie that grants magic wishes
I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes

Trapped in the kitchen all damn day
I don't know what to do, washin' these plates
Scrubbin', scrubbin', scrubbin', man, I got a date
Scrubbin', scrubbin', scrubbin', man, all in my face
Yeah, I'm feeling fantastic
Got my money, elastic
If you wanna beef, get a haptic
Talk shit, wearing cherry chapstick
I don't give a f*ck about these muhf*ckin' bitches
Tappin' tickin' time bomb when I run up on these snitches
Sappin' sticky syrup, when she go down, know she lick it
Front row seats, don't forget your f*cking ticket
Ooh

I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes
I'm washin' them dishes with bitches named Trishas
I got me a genie that grants magic wishes
I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes

Squeaky, squeaky, squeaky clean
Ewwyday I sip that lean
Evwyday I count that green
No, I don't post, yeah, I'm not mean
I just washin' that plate - dry
Got so much money, make Oprah - cry
Gotta lotta 'em hunnies, I'll tell you - why
Just spit a little truth, now I gotta say - bye
Yung Murp and I, everyday we bool
Hunnies end on end, chillin' in our pool
Washin' dishes so much, I got that pruny touch
I'm so sick and frickin' hot, like an oven, I'm Dutch
Gettin' all those pastries while I'm eating lunch, brunch

I'm washin' them dishes with bitches named Trishas
I got me a genie that grants magic wishes
I'm washin' them dishes, I'm washin' them dishes

Dishes, uh
Bitches, uh
I'm washin' 'em clean, I'm sippin' that lean
Tell Trisha and her friend come give me a lip kiss
(Damn, that's N'Korekt)
Got a genie like Aladdin
Saw shawty in the corner of the kitchen, she's a baddie
Oh, wait, that's your mother
(What she doin' here?)
Maybe she just helped me with the dinner, she a winner
But she still'll make me pull the rag and wash some frickin' dishes
Yeah

Squeaky, squeaky, squeaky
Clean, clean, clean, clean