lyrics
Verse 1 (Jerin):
Walking to the office
God I have to fart
Claire I've got a gift for you it's coming from my heart
And once you've smelled the vapors you won't even have a chance
To escape the deadly mustard gas that's leaking from my pants!
(Tre)
The smell of nauseous fumes is escaping from my ass
It brings the smell of death from the coming anal blast
Now that you have smelled it
You are out of luck
My farts do not bother me so I don't give a FUCK!
Chorus:
Cropduster! x4
Verse 2 (Tre)
Now the deadly vapors that were leaking from my ass
Has turned into an excrement that feels like fucking glass
Sharper than a blade
Burning like a zit
Robert get out of my way I have to take a shit!
(Jerin)
When the air enters my sphincter you will hear my ass cheeks clap
Then it will be apparent that you've fallen for my trap
*untranslatable bullshit
Chorus:
Cropuster! (Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!)
credits
released September 7, 2014
Tre Guertner - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum Programming
Jerin "Cookie Johnson" Smith - Vocals
Edwin "Gorilla Grunt Garcia" - Gorilla Sounds
Duy Nguyen - Mixing, Mastering, Audio Design, Drum Programming
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