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letra de big mac anthem ( drive thru rap ) - forget the knowledge

yo, it’s late night and the crew’s gettin’ hungry
stomachs rumblin’, time for somethin’ crispy
we rollin’ deep, you know the spot we’re hittin’
golden arches, where the fries be sizzlin’

cruisin’ down the strip
can’t you hear us comin’?
bass thumpin’
you know we ain’t frontin’

bigmac

hum yo
(welcome to mcdonalds can i take your order ? )
yes sir !

i need a double cheeseburger and hold the lettuce
don’t be frontin’ son, no seeds on the bun
we be up in this drive thru, order for two
i got some craving for a number 9 like my shoe
i need some chicken up in here

in this hizzle
fo’ rizzle
my mizzle
extra salt on the frizzle
dr pepper my brother
another for your mother
double double super size and don’t forget the fries yo !
bigmac

pull up to the window, i got my homies with me
extra large appetite, gotta feed the committee
yo, gimme three big macs with extra cheese
a couple of apple pies, if you please
throw in some nuggets, make ’em twenty-piece
barbecue sauce, gotta get that sweet release
a trio of shakes, vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry
drive-thru delights, man, this joint’s legendary (cruisin’ down the strip)

can’t you hear us comin’?
bass thumpin’
you know we ain’t frontin’

now it’s my turn, yo, i’m stepping to the light
gotta satisfy this hunger, you know what it’s like
quarter pounder deluxe, make it double, no doubt
and you better have that szechuan sauce, i don’t mess about
spicy crispy chicken, give me two of those
and fifty nuggets on the side, yeah, you know how it goes
caramel sundae, with the drip so sweet
and a large sprite to wash it down, make it all complete
i’m talkin’ late-night munchies, stack it high, no regrets
fast food fiesta, place your bets
now it’s my turn, lemme grab the mic and shine
lady of the crew, and you know i got mine
maxi best of number 4 and number 2
and don’t you dare hand me a diet coke, dude
not tryna drink aspartame, i’m keepin’ it real
lemonade on the side, that’s how i feel
extra crispy fries, golden brown, nice and hot
keep the ketchup comin’, no, i ain’t forgot
we rollin’ late-night, mixin’ flavors so divine
squad deep in the drive-thru, we’re havin’ a good time

cruisin’ down the strip, can’t you hear us comin’?
bass thumpin’
you know we ain’t frontin’

with our bellies full, we head back to the lab

feelin’ good, it’s time to drop another track
mic check, one-two, the vibes electric
creativity flowing, it’s about to get hectic
got the munchies cured, and now it’s time to vibe
smoke a little green, let imagination thrive

but sometimes, man, the beats just ain’t hittin’
we might chill instead, no sweat, no quittin’
tune in to some cartoons, kick back and unwind
laughter fills the room, stress left behind
talkin’ ’bout cryptos, memories, fl!cks and crimes
next song can wait, raise yo liquor to the skies

- forget the knowledge

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