Yeah…
You ever drop a bomb so loud it echoes through time?
This one's for the brave... and the backed up.
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(Verse 1 – beat drops)
Yo, sittin’ on the throne, feelin’ kinda risky,
Tummy doin’ flips like a barrel of whiskey.
Grumblin’, rumblin’, pressure on blast,
Then came the thunder like I stepped on gas.
I ain’t talkin’ Nascar, but I’m racin’ the shame,
With a boom so big, FEMA knows my name.
That stink hit hard like a dragon’s breath,
Cleared the bathroom out — yeah, I caused a death.
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(Chorus – hype up)
Boom boom in the bathroom stall,
Gas so strong, it could melt the wall.
I don’t tiptoe, I detonate,
My booty’s got that 808.
Boom boom, better run from that,
When I drop heat, it's a bio-attack.
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(Verse 2 – smoother flow)
Beans, burritos, chili on deck,
The combo that makes my gas a wreck.
Sounded like a drumline hittin’ real hard,
Left a crack in the floor and a burn on my card.
Public restroom, I’m a wanted man,
They put my pic up with a banned plan.
But I come back with that backside bass,
Droppin’ heat bombs all over the place.
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(Bridge – slow it down, then build up)
I ain’t sorry, I was born to blast,
From my cheeks to the world, yeah, nothin’ lasts.
Hold your nose, respect the art,
You just witnessed a poopy fart.
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(Final Chorus – go all in)
Boom boom, hear the echoes loud,
Funk so thick it forms a cloud.
No shame in my stink campaign,
I'm the flatulence king, bringin’ propane rain.
Boom boom — that’s my jam,
When I pass gas, it’s an earthquake slam!