Karaoké So Fresh, So Clean OutKast

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

Sir Lucious gots gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlos and El Dorados

So I'm waking up out of my slumber feeling like Rollo

So follow it's Showtime at the Apollo minus the Kiki Shepards

What about a ho in a leopard-print, ah

Teddy Pendergrass cooler than Freddie Jackson sipping a milkshake in a snowstorm

Left her throat warm in the dorm room at the A.U.

We blew hay too athletes might cake you

But you must have me mistaken with them statements that you make 'cos

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

Canary yellow seven-nine

Seville is on display

My nigga Bongo hooked it up

Omar gon' dip my rims today

So a nigga can ride out to the Honeycomb Hideout

I'mma show you how to wild out like Jack Tripper

Let me be bambino on your snipples

YKK on your zipper lick you like a lizard

When I'm slizzard or sober, six million ways to fold ya

Like Noah's

I get two's of youse and you get pretty D

But I'll call yo' ass 'round eight-ish

I know you'll be there for me, girl

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

Those huge baby eyes get to runnin' off at they mouth

And tellin' me everything that's on your nasty mind

They say you're malnutritioned in need of vitamin D

And invitin' me to that tingle in your spine

I love who you are

I love who you ain't

You're so Anne Frank

Let's hit the attic to hide out for 'bout two weeks

Rick James and no chains and whips

I do suck lips 'till hips jerk in double time

The boy next door's a freak

Ha ha

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

The coolest motherfunkers on the planet

The sky is fallin' ain't no need to panic

I got a stick and want your automatic

Compatible, created in the attic

The coolest motherfunkers on the planet

The sky is fallin' ain't no need to panic

I got a stick and want your automatic

Compatible, created in the attic

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean