Parker……poopy pants
With the ……poopy dance
Parker…..musta did it
Smellin like….he just shitted
Ain’t no…..toilet paper
guaranteed….was him
TP……from da roll
Poopy….in da bowl
Taylor’s Mae…..laughing at
It’s her poop…..hahaha
(Verse 1)
Poop poop poop
Oh shoot you
Oh shit me
I’m shit ting
Runnin in
rumblin
Shittin in
Stumblin
Please lord
Make it in
Dummy ass tummy
Done me N again
Every time I eat
Ice cream I scream
Lactose intolerant
Booty hole burning
Wash it out wit some milk
Shooty booty hole
Here we go again
feelin kinda funny,
Really not funny
Stomach grumbling’
Got me stumbling’
grabbin on my butt……runnin
kids laughin hella hard,
buttcheek clenchin….in da car
Closest place….. Bustop bathroom
Pulled da car in…..oh shit no charmin
Back to da whip again
I can’t hold it in
Almost to the bathroom, gotta take a crap dude
onna mission, can’t be missin,
man I made it from da drive
Sanitation handy wipes
Can’t stop now……run inside
Shoot my shit is shootin……. out da side
wipe my butt and my hands
Cheap toilet paper… .. ain’t my friend
feelin’ like a party at the potty
Poopin it, outta my body
My anatomy, mad at me, had ta eat
Now ittis squirting, outtame
When will the agony end.
(Verse 2)
Squirmin n I’m squirtin
I’m yellin man it’s hurtin “
Buttcheeks burnin
Blame it on the chili fries,
Nachos corner store
Will I make it… will I die
I don’t even know I cry
Farts out…… farts in
Can not…… hold in
Can not ………hold back
Poop on da toilet …….poop out my crack
Sorry shit shame
Slippin in
Its my game,
shartin shit time,
Same ass lame……. shit story
Poopin pains….. like I’m birthing
Lord please help me
Butts raw hurting
(Verse 3)
Smelly situations,
you can’t escape dem,
Tryna hold it in,
tryna hold it back,
Laughin’ with my kiddos
they ain’t holding back,
rollin’ on the floor……somebody’s smellin you,
Musta been Taylor Mae……Parker coulda did it too
when the pressure hits,
sweatin out my pits
Sweating out my socks
smellin dem stanky shits
(Verse 4)
Got me
Toilet paper snatchin…..
Tryna save da day, Napkin
Dodgin’ all the aim……Nah man, wasn’t me,
Crop dust then you blame
Musta been Taylor Mae ”
Hold da smile N….it was really may
Smallest violin…playin it
Waa waa waa wuaaaaa
