McButton's & McNuggets

Oh, you buyin' sauce? I want a McFlurry too (and what's your sauce?) Um, what kind of sauce? We got barbecue, sweet and sour, um, honey mustard I want the sweet and sour sauce, that's the Ooga Booga one I need the Ooga Booga shit You said having dessert? (Yeah, McFlurry) Oreo or M&M? (I want oreos on) It's Mr. Disrespectful, buddy Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe And you know we walk up, man we cook dead box Takes some time to see it, you know what I'm sayin'? Someone have been lying (Spacecoupe, take me to Pluto) Oh, lying and sittin' to my side The nigga brother died and he still on makin' diss songs I've been waiting so long for all these months But I shall light it on, always runnin' I'm on the Ooga Booga, Deeklok, HL All they soldiers gettin' touched, they droppin' back to back My bitch bad, she come through like '02 Stacey Dash We done overcooked your man, and wrapped 'em up in Extra Glad Poppin' all that gangster shit and tell don't go out like Jihad Rief try crawl and get away, they left 'em by the tires Grab QRizzy by the legs, they drug 'em to the hellfire I could really pop it, we drop shit, and he get shit done That nigga loafed, he touched his top, then nigga dropped his gun Neph just dropped a diss, it's Belt2Ass, you Uncle Willy son WSKev was claimin' LM Gang, we sent him right wit' 'em Ooga Boo- got boxed in, stuffed pounds in Lowes boxes They had Reek12 stuck inside my crib, he still ain't got up out it And we known for crackin' noggins, just ask Saany 'bout McDonald's Caught Ooga walkin' out that job, and left his face red like he Ronald About my brother back, they play they right or wrong, without a problem And free BandUp, been a minute since I seen you swing the choppa I done put them pounds on a plane, skippin' different states I'm walking right past TSA, they check my luggage weight How the fuck I bust a 20 play, I'm in another state? Stuffin' shit in canned goods, and send them out in fuckin' crates The Perkys got me up, I'm leanin' off the fuckin' drank If I catch him with them glasses, I'ma take them off his fuckin' face Deeklok was at the YMCA, and he couldn't get away Young boul from the back block got chased down, you can't forget bout Ye And I just got a nigga touched, killers do what I say They droppin' back to back on that side, them niggas feel our pain Everybody knows Sidney got fried on his couch playin' the game It's Mr Disrespectful Someone have been lying (Spacecoupe, take me to Pluto) Oh, lying and sittin' to my side I've been waiting so long for all these months But I shall light it on, always runnin' You just murdered someone with a bullet You know what I'm sayin'? Free Fez, man, free Osama Show 'em how you, how you livin'? Show 'em how you livin' Flip the, flip the camera, man, how you livin', man? I'm living good, you know what I'm sayin'? Like, just regular shit, like, we chillin', bro, we in the-, I'm sayin' Oh my man, he got a dime, man, get what I'm sayin'? Little man from the 6-1-6 throwin' bangers