Bubba Flatulence - Hotboxing The Stink Lyrics

Stepped into the lift, packed like a can of beans,
Felt a rumble in my gut, knew what that means,
Had a little plan, to clear out this place,
Time to drop a bomb, and watch the shocked face.

I gave a cheeky grin, looked around the space,
Folks were chatting, unaware of the race,
Turned my back, with a sly little move,
Then I let it rip, in my own groove.

Hotboxing the stink, unloading the smoke,
Gonna make 'em gag, as they start to choke,
Dispensing my ass, look 'em in the eye,
And watching 'em gasp, as the smell floats by.

Old man in the corner, started to sneeze,
Lady in red, dropped down to her knees,
Kids giggling, pointing at me,
While I stood there, as proud as can be.

I leaned to the left, for a bit more flair,
The air got thick, with my personal share,
They knew it was me, but couldn't be mad,
Just another prank from this country lad.

Hotboxing the stink, unloading the smoke,
Gonna make 'em gag, as they start to choke,
Dispensing my ass, look 'em in the eye,
And watching 'em gasp, as the smell floats by.

I leaned to the left, for a bit more flair,
The air got thick, with my personal share,
They knew it was me, but couldn't be mad,
Just another prank from this country lad.

Hotboxing the stink, unloading the smoke,
Gonna make 'em gag as they start to choke,
Dispensing my ass from last nights beans
And watching 'em gasp, as the smell soaks in.

So if you see me coming, you better beware,
In an elevator, I'll be there,
I'm the master of the prank, the king of the stink,
Hotboxing the place, quicker than you think.