Making all the stools

Well, I blow I could be mustard mutha stinker
But oh pew I gassed a juicy rancid stool
And ew smear I like to rip it ripe it flames yeah
Then I hide behind a wall of stinky fumes

Nobody stinks the way I do
I gassed that odorous chair
Poo bed's so full of stinks
So let behind wreak of them
I'm baking the stools

Did you know that in the poop there's nougat stinker?
I suppose you stink I stink I blow in stall

Nobody wears the hanes I spray
I gas those odorous wares
Poo bed's so full of stinks
My fat behind freeps again
I'm breaking the pews

Wreaking all the pews
Can't you see they're nothing without food?
Hefty sheds full of stools
Now you stink, I'm bakin' all the pews (bakin' all the pews)

Smells, I know that goo would to go to revvin'
Butt phew know that yer rust poo a sprayed a wide
And I blow that ew would love to spray my pants off
Butt of fumes the prunes are juicy, mutha flies!

Nobody hears the stinks I spray
I gas those odorous wares
My bed's so full of stinks
I let behind freep again
I'm wreaking the stools

Wreaking all the stools
Can't you see they're nothing without food?
Hefty sheds full of stools
Now you flee, I'm baking all the pews (baking all the pews)