I Be Wipin Ery'Day
Wipe, wipe, wipe got to make myself clean, father Martin has a big bean.
Uncle's gonna get angry if he knows I'm two-timing again.
For money I be wipin Uncle Ben.
he found out I wasn't fully cleaned.
Now it's my face that's gonna get creamed.
Turned out father Martin and Uncle Ben both got what they were wiping for in the end.
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