Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Omega Sin
Omega Sin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Ely
Jason Ely
Songwriter

Lyrics

I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants Have you ever been out, then you farted real loud Had an accident and crapped your trousers? This ain't a fart, it smells like flowers This the fart that slaps your ass like a baby powder Have you hopped in a car and tried to show off your farts But you pushed to harder, then you pull out a sharp? Oh, man, I gotta change my drawers My skid marks looking like some tiger paws Ooh-whee, don't tell me, what's that smell? Got a turtle head poking like a lobster tail Blowing up the toilet like a box of shells If you fart too hard, check your underwear I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants Once upon a time, I was on the bus Ate too many tacos, now I'ma 'bout to burst Told the bus driver, "Better hurry up Or I'll have to take a poop in my fountain cup" Ew, they say I'm so, so sick Use a motherfucking life, you ain't pooped your shit You didn't do it on purpose, ain't no shit like that I'm talkin' about the ones that rip a hole in your pants Hope your cheeks stay together if you gots to go 'Cause pooping in your pants is not the way to go If you got diarrhea, man, you better be careful One false move and every one is in terror They all pass out like a Oxycontin 'Cause I pooped in my pants and it smells so rotten Hmm, ah, um ah, mm, mm I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants Let me tell you that story one time Once upon a time, back in the day I was in elementary school, sitting in class And then I shit my fucking pants, alright? So even when I went to gym, we was doing jumping jacks And I, huh, saw the gym teacher holding her nose So then when I got home And it was time to peel my pants off, and I keep remindin' 'em They bought me some wranglers, real tight-ass pants holder shit, it was tight So by the time I got home, you know what I'm saying? And peeled my pants off And I had a shit cast on, it was like a pants made of shit I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants I think I pooped my pants
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