Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Burger-King Guy

V1
I was coming from the mall one day,
I was freakin’ hungry, and had to get something to eat.
So I thought about Jack in the Box, or maybe Arby’s or maybe MC-y D’s
For some reason, those sounded gross
So I had to propose another idea for me.
And then I had the most epic thought,
How about I go down the street to Burger King?
Wanted me a Whopper,
So I went to the counter,
Was about to order,
Then I had an encounter.
He was about 6’2”,
Amazing eyes of blue,
I didn’t know what to do.
I felt speechless, didn’t have a clue,
and then I realized,
his pants were way down to his shoes.
Chorus
What the hell is your problem?
You didn’t learn from your momma?
Don’t even give me your number,
Because I ain’t gonna call ya.
No I’m not gonna dial,
You dress yourself like a child.
You people make me suicidal,
Have you never seen, American Idol?
V1
So he ran off to the bathroom,
He was even crying,
And I felt like dying.
Because some little girl was staring,
And her dad was wearing,
Pants that sagged and an earring.

Then an officer put his badge on,
He asked, “Where do get off?”
I asked, “Where do you get on?”
I looked down and realized,
That his pants were halfway down his thighs.

“This is so unattrative.
And your thighs look radioactive.
Oh my God, I hate this.
I bet it’s worse in vegas.”

Chorus
What the hell is your problem?
You didn’t learn from your momma?
Don’t even give me your number,
Because I ain’t gonna call ya.
No I’m not gonna dial,
You dress yourself like a child.
You people make me suicidal,
Have you never seen, American Idol?
Rap
Pants on the ground,
pants on the ground,
Lookin’ like a fool with your pants on the ground,
with the gold in your mouth,
head turned side-ways,
Pants hit the ground,
Call yourself a cool-cat
Walkin’ downtown with your pants on the ground.
Get it up!
Get it up!
Get it up!

(You look retarded)

“This is so unattrative.
And your thighs look radioactive.
Oh my God, I hate this.
I bet it’s worse in vegas.”
Chorus
What the hell is your problem?
You didn’t learn from your momma?
Don’t even give me your number,
Because I ain’t gonna call ya.
No I’m not gonna dial,
You dress yourself like a child.
You people make me suicidal,
Have you never seen, American Idol?
Have you never seen American Idol?
This is for the bros, who can’t get a hoe, because their pants are down to their toes.

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