a guy with some instruments and a computer
Yeti+Logic=goodness
Story behind the song
instrumental came like, a year before the vocals. I came up with arm pits smell like dog food one day while I was listening to it in the car, the rest followed
Lyrics
my arm pits smell like dog food baby, if you're good to me I'll let you sniff em maybe you can taste them, yum yum, in the tum-tum, you know you want some
my toe-jam tastes like catfish honey, I'll let you like em for a little stack of money, my toe jam is like a slow jam that no man can resist
my arm pits smell like dog food baby, if you're good to me I'll let you sniff them, maybe you can touch them, and taste them, and baste them in sauces....yes
...my ass crack smells like seafood baby, clam chowder in a bread bowl with lobster flavored gravy, now you want some, for your tum-tum, but you can't have none, cause you're a dumb-dumb
my gum disease is something pleasant, open up my mouth and you'll get a rotten present, I'm toothless, my mouth is useless, I'm forced to gum my cheese
my ballsack smells like baked goods baby, cinnamon rolls and donut holes, and other tasty pastries, they're delicious, and nutritious, merry christmas, and a happy new year
