Yo man let me make Cpt.Krunch Man Yo man we any milk? Yeah, what is it? I know, what day is it? Don't know, well I'll you
Well, it was a Me and Hog was kinda hungry Like two eggs, and a beef slice of lettuce And a glass of milk and cookies
Spotted in the mist was a BK we said, well what do you know This thought I was trying to play fly 'Cause I had a pair of blue on
girl, won't you take my order? She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm busy Don't you see I'm to put this Aid on my finger?"
Lingering, I can She's a B-K Ripped and bottom bell And some Jelly on her sleeve
Look to this I had no name tag on my collar Could be pissed 'cause she's clocking 2.45 an And Boss Hog hollar "Girl you make this quick"
She said, "I ain't your And I ain't chick" I had an idea and lickity Took my hat off and was it
Dread locks fallen all over me and then I said, "Yeah, now see" And O' with velocity honey was mesmerized "Ain't you guy?", "Ain't you that girl" "De La Soul, right?", "No Chapman"
Why you come over to the counter And me out an autograph?" Ha ha ha, I had to She was quick with the Bic just to get autograph
But me and Hogg laughed, and laughed "What's the name of song you sing?" "Living in a fast car," I Forget about the order I made, I'll go get a of pizza instead
Bitties in the BK Lounge, all do is beg and they scrounge Bitties in the BK Lounge, the in the BK Lounge Bitties in the BK Lounge, all they do is beg and scrounge Bitties in the BK Lounge, the bitties in the BK
Excuse me, would you take my order I to go Shashawna's got a job, dag don't you know Oh yeah, it's you, now I The real real with the fake fake eyes Yo, can I interest you in some and fries?
Yes you can, but you can keep lies 'Cause you know you can't diss me but pissing me off I know where you live and I know your soft You're as booty as they come and you dress like a
My shoes cost more than you make in two Look, you have to play fly in here I can tell your fly by the that you wear but you must be aware That a fly can be by a BK tray by the way yo, here's yours
I know your sweating me to kill the noise Of polyester pants and their oh so high waters at what you do all day but take orders You bow tie wearing, clocking and I know your just upset because you cant get the I think you for my man is living slack
Yeah, I know your man, the punk in school Selling devil rock to the and the fools! With one hand that I could snap, the kid is so skinny But we be fat
Speaking of fat, would you like a soda? less fat on you would spare us all the odor Better yet pour it down the pants and let the acid The smell that should been left to Masingel Let me make you a deal, take the free and jet I got to much family to heed your
Are you a man? Well I shouldn't be Your sister's flipping burgers and your momma's fries even try that shit, oh damn look, what?
Here comes one your father he just finished mooping the floor Now give them a hand, its the BK So you can't talk garbage who I am
Well, aren't we living of foul how bout some chicken for the cow? Oops I you sorry for the mix up But your stomachs always big from the sexual ups
I could buy you and sell you for pennies, man I there's something you should understand I try to be nice and help the poor money And since I know you need it, go elsewhere dummy Now B-K workers is too rude I I'll go get me some Chinese food