(Choru B-Darko)
Thumbs in ya belt loops pull em up high

Swing ya hips back and show them thighs
Now get down in ya jorts
Walk it to the left now walk it to the right

Put your hands on your knees and shake it like you getting dry
Now get down in ya jorts


(Verse Big O)
I got my jorts on
I got my jigga juice

They call me Jessica simps
Cuz I rock my daisy dukes
But my name be Big O

With that white meat flow
I could be an oral surgeon call me Chik-Fil-Atio
I roll up my jorts call me Wiz Khalifa

Rocking them super tight like Queen Latifah
I'm jortin real hard jorts right above the knee
I'm running this jort game like a $#&@ing referee

(Verse B-Darko)
Now I know it's wrong but your mom would stare
When I cleaned her pool in my shortest pair

And she walked right up said do me where
I said on top my jorts with your legs in the air
Then your dad came home he began to swear

When he saw my jorts layin on the chair
Thought he was mad but he didn't care
He was only pissed cause he had the same dam pair

If I die today don't bury me in brown linen
Make a trip back to my house and bury me in blue denim
And on your way out grab my ladder and gin

Cuz when I reach the pearly gates I know I'll have to sneak in

(Chorus)


(Verse C-My)
Giving girls that shaking booty syndrome ya that sbs

When they touching on me they know that I'm the best
I'm winning like derk when I'm wearing all denim
Jeans cut off looking dam good in em

I always go commando call me private jorts
They never too frayed and they never too short
I'm showing off my legs I do it for the ladies

When they catch me in my jorts they wanna have my babies
(Verse Dede)
So I started this jorts trend call me the godfather

One side effect of hustling all those girls be trying to holler
Two (*##$es at the same time call that %#@! a double play
I showed them hoes a great time front row tickets to the frow

So I'm balling on a regular got haters each and every day
They thinking that the short jean denim have us looking kind of gay
I tell them haters look around what makes you wanna talk that way

You see these dukes these girls be wearing
I got haters each and every day
(Verse Kid Beano)

Rocking my Jorts on a daily basis
Catch your eyes on these thighs
Baby you'll need Lasik

From the jorts on down you know I stay fly
Like boosie boo from the rouge
I've got that purp to ease your mind

I got some super tight jorts and I'm rocking them hard
I'm flyer than a Delta captain Oh my god
Jorts in two like a pair of d-cups

I'm all about my paper Dunder Mifflin throw it up