Lyrics:
Ethan
E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Ethan shit his pants! Ethan shit his pants!
Ethan shit his pants! Ethan shit his pants!
Ethan shit his pants! Ethan shit his
round 2
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)
Spandex and Lycra, you better work it for me
through now in my Jiggy pant
Girls love me when I come around
I know she wants to see me off the Jiggy pant
She say am too fly me I never land
Too much
Intro:
Youth man, mi say you fi pull up your pants,
Pull it up, and fix it right, yeah, hey
c so mi say, no feel no way! yeah,
And I
Jizz in my pants
This really never happens you can take my word
I wont apologize, that's just absurd
Mainly your fault from the way that you
I wanna smash but she say keep my pants up
I took my pants down, she say take your pants up
I wanna smash but she say keep my pants up
I took my
Yo Trevor hit that shit
I just pissed my pants (Pissed my pants)
Cost me hundred grand (Hundred grand yuh)
These were Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
Got
Okay
I know, I have a really big booty or a wooty
It just sticks out through my pajama pants
(Migos)
I'm fresh, I'm fresh
Well, well (Nick
Let's go
She said, she got a new nigga
Do you wanna
Do you wanna
See what's in my pants
See what's in my pants
See what's in my pants
See what's in
And at least three curves that you wouldn't ever see without
Yoga pants yoga pants
They come in every single color Crayola can
Making every other brother's
Straight ahead, movin' fast.
Flyin' by the seat of my pants.
Some direction, lots of action.
Flyin' by the seat of my pants.
Endless energy,
into my pants (x10)
She turns me on and on, and all about.
Freak of the week
She turns me on and on, and all about.
Something about the music (x10)
into my pants (x10)
She turns me on and on, and all about.
Freak of the week
She turns me on and on, and all about.
Something about the music (x10)
Racks in my pants, but I don't play tennis
Racks in my pants, but I don't play tennis
Racks in my pants, but I don't play tennis
Racks in my pants, but I
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, ayy, ayy (yeah!)
Ayy, ayy, look at these pants
Ayy, ayy, look at these pants
Ayy, ayy, look at these
One
Two
One, two, three, uh!
Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin'
Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants
That's where it's at, a-that's
One
Two
One, two, three, uh!
Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin'
Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants
That's where it's at, a-that's
Pants low pants low wiesz co noszę pants low
Spodnie nisko spodnie niżej głupia dziwko
By ci było łatwiej by ci było łatwo
Każdy z braci duży krok
I just pissed my pants (Pissed my pants)
Cost me hundred grand (Hundred grand yuh)
These were Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
Got 'em in Japan (In Japan
One! Two!
One Two Three! (Mr.Hanky)
B**** done made me mess my pants uh
B**** done made me mess my pants
See what done you made me do
B**** done
One! Two!
One Two Three ! (Mr.Hanky)
Bitch done made me mess my pants uh
Bitch done made me mess my pants
See what done you made me do
Bitch done
op tempo
Had m'n Benz low
Maar wou m'n pants up
Dus pullde m'n pants up
En stopte die grapjes
Ik stond op stand up
Als ze staan daar
't Meisje met lang
jizz in my pants
This really never happens you can take my word
I won't apologize
That's just absurd
Mainly your fault for the way that you dance
I
Don't want to change my pants
Not gonna change my pants
I'll never change...
I'm on fire tonight
My pants are fitting right
Gonna rock
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