verse
It was like, the last day before trash day
My place was gettin' kinda nas-tay
Even though the garbage I knew would reek
(You know) Thought that I could leave it for one more week
(Oh) Chili and greasy old bacon
Throw it all on top of the mess I been makin'
Wife's so mad, she starts to shakin'
Leaky bag, 'n' now that girl is gaggin'
"I need you to get that stuff off the kitchen floor"
"Is that too much to ask you for?"
Can't let a few more weeks go by
And now garbage is piled up high
And buddy, you should see the flies
chorus
There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Boy, there's a lot in here (a lot)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
verse
Look at all this garbage that I keep generatin'
(Come on) I sit around all day and watch it biodegradin'
Bet there's a hundred health codes that I'm violatin'
Even my dog passed out and needed resuscitatin'
You won't believe it, take a whiff of that aroma
Sure to put you in a coma
It's so messy, can't find my toenail clippers
It's so bad, the roaches wearin' slippers
Warm, sweaty clothes piled up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy, now baby, I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside
I wonder what crawled in here and died
(You know) Walkin' 'round barefoot, I'd be terrified
But it gives me stuff to talk about with my friends
Like "Hey, I think them rats gettin' big!"
chorus
There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
Look what we got in here (now what?)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
With a little bit a... and a little bit a...
It makes ya wanna... just makes ya wanna...
bridge
I got a mop and it's got your name on it
(What?) I'm just kiddin', doggone it
(Oh) Unless you gonna do it
Careful not to breathe the fumes
Check it, garbage piles are goin' all the way to the bathroom
Turn into toxic waste sometime this afternoon
Better get a Hazmat suit and a push broom
chorus
There's somethin' rotten here (say what?)
You better hold your nose
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
It's gone to pot in here (to pot)
(Hey, you disgusting slob, you gotta take the trash out)
With a little bit a... and a little bit a...
Give a little bit a... and a tiny bit a...
Mix a little bit a... with a molecule a...
It makes me wanna... just makes me wanna...
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Pharrell L. Williams, Charles L. Brown