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Under who (Oh who)
Under when (Oh when)
Under why did I wear my last pair of
Under who (Oh who)
Under why (Oh why)Under where did I get these underwear
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What do I need to do, do laundry
What haven't I done in three months, laundry
Who do I need (who?) my mommy
Cuz I really need a fresh pair of undies
But naked when I wake up
Morning wood stickin' straight up
Had to calm it down, had to find my underpants
To the underwear drawer, and I had a quick glance
Looked inside and to my dismay
Only one pair left and they were lookin' s____
No seriously, they had s___ stains
But they were my last pair mane
So I slipped them on and my junk popped out
Elastics gone so my balls slipped out
Used to be boxer briefs now they're whitey tighties
Legs fell off, now they're riding up my heinny
They're really tiny and I swear
These underwears they need repairs
They got tears, they done sprung a leak
Cuz they got more holes than on Pebble Beach
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These undies that hold my little dipper
Looks like they were ran through the wood chipper
Had em' since middle school but its cool
Cuz they're white (like my a___) and they used to be blue.
Mike Tyson and my underpants
So much in common its ridiculous
Short and faded, washed up boxers
Cant get rid of them, like a stalker
Scare the girls, oh they'll cock block you
Three minutes with them and you'll need a doctor
Nappy, oh yes they're a mess
But they carry my package like UPS
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These nappy things man Im throwin' 'em out
Without a doubt, from here on out
(I'm free…free ballin') (Ballin…yeah)
They chap my a___, rub me the wrong way
Everybody knows what Im tryin to say
But d______ me I wear 'em anyway
They ruin my day, makin me say