If You Must - Automator Remix

It's important to practice good hygiene
 At least if you wanna run with my team
 I'm bout to get into some shit that I've seen
 This fool's breath, I mean so bad it'll melt your ice cream
 They say don't say nothing if you can't say nice things
 Sittin too close to him it burned(?) like my eyes sting
 I try to be subtle, hand him a stick of gum
 I was a victim of breath on him
 Running his yap about what sets he from
 Gotta get some gum gotta get him some
 He turned it down, his teeth was brown
 Excruciating for him and it was a new sensation
 I had to ask the dope to pass the soap
 Cuz his toe had the sniff of crustaceans
 Or bathrooms in a bus station
 He had a can of Olde E and some raisins
 Amazing... head to toe B.O.
 He didn't know, used to the fragrance
 Just as the days went without bathing
 He felt manly and not like a maiden
 He had one dread, and fungus
 Said he worked on peoples' toilets with plungers
 Girls let the guy you were with the tongue ya
 So guys take your cue from this num-ba(number)
 (CHORUS) (x2)
 You gotta wash your ass, if you must
 You gotta wash your hair, if you must
 You gotta brush your teeth, if you must
 Or else you'll be funkyyyyyyyy
 Now at class you need total concentration
 But there's kids in the back holdin conversations
 Crackin on each other, and neither were poster boys
 Both of em smell like the type that soap avoids
 Coast and Joy, they leave their absence
 One's fool's feet smelled like it struck some matchsticks
 Brimstone, girls would never bring him home
 I was laughin, then his friend raised his tone
 And said, "Bud you rolled all over yourself" "yeaaa"
 I know some people your ass should be submerged
 Like you need to deal with water cuz you smell like a turd
 Wanna cap get some courage, your feet smell lurid
 Well look it up
 And while you're at it, get a cup
 And squeeze the sweat out your sweatshirt and drink it or gargle
 You get our vote for most stinkiest
 That nigga started thinkin of shit, said I was frail
 I said he was stale
 Underarms is ripe
 Undergarments tight, about to leap out your holy sweats
 And we holdin bets, and after this I'm gonna collect
 Nigga check, yourself
 Respect yourself
 And wash your mothafuckin body 'fore your sweatshirt melt
 Like radioactive, no lady find you attractive
 The funk got you captive
 You don't need a map bitch
 (CHORUS) (x2)
 You gotta wash your ass, if you must
 You gotta wash your hair, if you must
 You gotta brush your teeth, if you must
 Or else you'll be funkyyyyyyyy