
letra de nokia / big mac - mister rap
[part 1: nokia]
[intro: mister rap]
beans, beans, beans, beans, nokias. (oooooh)
beans, beans, p–poo garbage. (p–poo garbage, p–poo garbage)
i am p–poo garbage man, i am p–poo garbage man (dj khaled, this is the best music)
yeah, i love p–ping in my garbage
the album starts with p–poo garbage (p–poo garbage for best album of the year)
i sh-t myself this morning
-burp-
[verse 1: mister rap, silly red]
somebody tried to steal my nokia (beaannssss)
i sliced them up with a machete like i’m jason
then i added the body to the pile in the bas-m-nt (beaannssss)
with their face diving in
i’m kinda hungry right now
i pull up my nokia phone
to order some food to my home
i get an answer from a robot that sounds like his name is jerome
it said i can’t call with the phone
[verse 2: mister rap, silly red]
i hope the service provider breaks their cervical bone
lois on the mic, yo. (peter griffin!)
-snorts cocaine- -dies-
lois griffin was just found dead in her house
laying on the couch
by my old spouse
blood everywhere with her eyes gouged
all because i wanted some food
delivered by some depressed nineteen year old dude
that life is f-cking screwed
that will get fired because he skipped a few days of work
the reason being.. he was f-cking fired
firearm! firearm! firearm! hey! hey! -stroke-
learn how to use a nokia for real bro
wait hold on
i’m practicing my inner yuno miles (yuno miles)
[verse 3: silly red]
man, what the f-ck is that old ass phone
you got a f-ckin’ (nokia!!) (ring, ring, ring!)
that sh-t is f-cking ass
you should really get another (nokia!!) (nokia.)
not even kanye west got a old ass phone like (nokia!!) (oh my god!)
man, i bet that sh-t couldn’t even f-cking blast (euphoria!!) (kendrick lamar)
man, i feel like the president that’s named (abraham lincoln!!) (the president?!)
american revolution be (really, really good!!) (the united states)
don’t come near my motherf-cking nokia ‘cus you (stinky!!) (eugh)
man, eugh, eugh, you got a f-cking (nokia!!) (hahah, you got a nokia)
[segue: mister rap, silly red]
we got yuno red on the track
rapping while on crack
or maybe a bit of smack
he’s f-cking– (beaannssss)
-mister rap noises-
come on, warmup’s over (beans) (beans) (beans) (beans) (beans) (beaannssss)
[verse 4: silly red]
nokia the phone you really really need (you need it!)
silly in this going a hundred thirty miles an hour (skrrt!)
(wah, wah, wah, you don’t even have your driver’s license) (-gasp-)
f-ck you, shut the f-ck up (get rekt!)
or i’ll lock you in my bas-m-nt and (i’ve been in there!)
feed you to the lions that are hiding in my backyard (i’m a fish!)
(but isn’t that illegal?) (no!)
it’s not if the cops don’t know
i hid my records at mcdonald’s (big mac)
how are they gonna find the fifty bodies (the cops)
if i ate my chicken burger (-gasp-)
(it’s chicken sandwich you f-cker!)
[outro: mister rap, silly red, both]
beans, the p–poo garbage (beaannssss)
p–poo garbage (beaannssss)
p–poo garbage, man (beaannssss) (beaannssss)
we the best music! (beaannssss)
dj khaled! (beaannssss)
go to f-cking mcdonald’s!
[part 2: big mac]
[intro: mister rap]
man, my nokia doesn’t work
i gotta drive to mcdonald’s or walk, i don’t know
-cries like a little b-tch-
-indian/swedish man wanting mcdonalds noises-
[verse 1: mister rap]
mister rap for best artist of 2025
p–poo garbage for best album
like us for best disstrack
uh, uh. and.. best award ever for mister rap
yes, yes
many.. many.. real word
p–poo garbage, p–poo garbage, p–poo garbage, p–poo garbage
uh, p–poo garbage?
ok, i arrive at mcdonald’s
i am back at mcdonald’s now
[skit: mister rap, silly red as cashier]
hi sir, i’m a cashier, what you want?
can i get a big mac meal with no onions
biggest big mac with most onions
ma’am i said no onions
i’m a f-ckin’ guy brotha
i don’t give a f-ck if you’re a man or woman
some ice with your drink?
and no ice!
‘k, the biggest amount of ice, ‘cus i’m the mister beast of ice or something
i said no ice!
also can i get pepsi instead of coke?
nah, shut the f-ck up, you’re getting coke zero
not a coke i want pepsi!
and some extra fries
you don’t need extra fries, you need exercise, look at you!
this is a mcdonald’s of course i’m not gonna exercise
nah you fat as f-ck!
also why would i exercise in a drive-thru
f-ck you, i’m gonna oversalt them
and i’m not putting a sau–
and you’re not even payin’?!
[post-skit: mister rap]
i’m gonna f-ckin’ eat!
-munching noises-
yummers!
i gotta sh-t
i gotta sh-t my pants holy sh-t, eueueghesj
driiive!
f-cking.. piece of sh-t car!
drive faster!
drive!
what the f-ck is that?
who the f-ck is that? hey!
-shoots an innocent bystander-
the f-ck?
ooh, i gotta f-cking sh-t
oaoagghj
of course..
[outro: mister rap]
grandma..
you f-cking b-tch
get out the way, ay!
-shoots grandma-
man.. i gotta go fast…
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