This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
Come on, shake your ass with us for a while
Leave the dance floor covered with little brown piles
Shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass, we know you like to dance
'Cause nothing says fun like poopin' in your pants
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big ol' toilet bowl
Come on, shake your ass like a big ol' toilet bowl
Fill your pants with nice hot poo
Excuse me sir, you have something in your shoe
Shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
There's only one way to describe this species
The whole human race is a pile of feces
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
You gotta close your eyes, part your thighs
Pretty soon this place will be crawling with flies
So, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
So squat down and squeeze out a healthy amount
And please keep in mind that farts don't count
So, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
Poo-poo pa doo
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
Come on, shake your ass with us for a while
Leave the dance floor covered with little brown piles
Shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass, we know you like to dance
'Cause nothing says fun like poopin' in your pants
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big ol' toilet bowl
Come on, shake your ass like a big ol' toilet bowl
Fill your pants with nice hot poo
Excuse me sir, you have something in your shoe
Shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
There's only one way to describe this species
The whole human race is a pile of feces
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
You gotta close your eyes, part your thighs
Pretty soon this place will be crawling with flies
So, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
Come on, shake your ass like a big turd burpin' baby
So squat down and squeeze out a healthy amount
And please keep in mind that farts don't count
So, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake your ass, shake your ass
Come on, shake your ass 'til a turd flies out
Come on, shake that ass, shake that ass
Poo-poo pa doo
Lyrics submitted by lastround
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