Guttermouth - Gas Out Lyrics
Go to the store, but a packTheres 12 tortillas neatly stackedNext thing you know, grab some beansStuff that shit right down your jeansWe run, we hideYour diets refriedGas out...next thing you knowSorry mom, I think Ill go and drop the bombIts in the face, and thats too badRosaritas all they hadWe run, we hideThe beans insideGas out