Shart pop punk

Lyrics

Sippin' rose and I'm feeling okay Sippin' wine and I'm feeling fine 2 full bottles got my colon full throttle I slip on my sleep mask and take a tuh maz uh pam Off to the land of nod Frolicking with Wanda and Nellie in the wildflower meadows Drowning in designer But like biggie said, it was all a dream! An earth-shattering rumble roared from across the meadow A feeling of moisture like dewdrops on morning grass I hurtled back to reality and it dawned on me I was a squatty potty thotty with no throne to sit I woke up with a startle and a shart'll I shart my pants in the south of France I shart my pants in the south of France I shart my pants in the south of France Woke up with a fright in the middle of the night I shart my pants in the south of fraaaaaance Sippin' wine in Me May scanning birkin bags on eBay Sitting poolside... little did I know a few hours later it'd be a poop slide Escargot and sausage andouille These are the things that make my booty go kablooey (kablooey!) I shart my pants in the south of France I shart my pants in the south of France Woke up with a fright in the middle of the night I shart my pants in the south of the fraaaaaance Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart! Shart!...Shart!... Shart!... Shart!... Shart!...Shart!... Shart!... Shart!...