Mr. Clean Insane Clown Posse

[Verse 1: Violent J]
My balls are so clean; it’s like walkin’ out the Asian spa
New drawers, just grazin’ by
Hang ‘em out your fly
Gonna let them boys blow in the breeze, like in the Florida Keys
My dick shines I assume like up under Mr. Clean hat
I see myself in my mushroom cap
I get him hard, and then I fix my hair. My own dick’s the mirror
The sun hit it, baby’s squintin’ from my dick’s glare
It’s reflective. You should expect it
Not a speckle or a spat; I’m that protective
It spit projectile when my ‘lettes smile
Who get excited when he nut? That fucker get wild
What you eat, bitch? What kind of sweets, bitch?
That shit be fuckin’ with the flavor of my skeet, bitch
You got a brush, ho? You better rush, ho
Two other bitches brushin’, they might beat you to the punch, ho

[Chorus]
White sands of the ocean
(Clean as the balls I’m holdin’)
Pristine waters flowin’
(Clean as the balls I’m holdin’)
The breeze from this mornin’
(Cleans as the balls I’m holdin’)
Immaculate scrotum
(Immaculate scrotum)