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Give Her Some Money

[Intro]
Hitmaka!
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 
[Verse 1]
Diddy boppin', pussy poppin'
On a handstand like a rocket
On my socket like a plug
Broke niggas, that's a dub
Stack it high on the low
Move a 100 how I roll
Keep it milly how I rock
In a booth on any block
 
[Pre-Chorus]
I get it poppin', drop it wind it low
I'm with whatever who's gon' do the most
Then I celebrate it with a toast
Champagne with a 100 rose
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 
[Verse 2]
He throwin' bands, poppin' rubber bands, damn hey
He wanna dance so I hit him with the slow mo
He catchin' feelings then I'm outta here like 'oh, no'
He ask me why then I told him he a bozo
I'm presidential then he came back with the rose gold
Took me shoppin', I'm like, 'Eenie meenie money mo'
Now he askin' 'bout the road, bitch, I gotta go
My time is money, bitch, I gotta show
 
[Pre-Chorus]
I get it poppin', drop it wind it low
I'm with whatever who's gon' do the most
Then I celebrate it with a toast
Champagne with a 100 rose
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 

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Ronald McDonald vs The Burger King

Burger King:
Welcome to BK! How can I serve you today?
One flame broiled ass clown? Have it your way!
You can't do fast food half as good as I do!
Your pink slime meat turns my asshole to a drive through!
You're played out like a Chuck E. Cheese token!
Your style's like your ice cream machines: broken! (Ha!)
I'm dropping Whoppers that'll knock you off the menu!
Call you Ronald Donald, 'cause there's no MC in you!
 
Ronald McDonald:
Why don't you call me Ronald Jeremy? 'Cause I'm getting nasty
Like the Whoppers you sell made of horse lips and ass meat!
Ask Rick and Morty who's the lyrical boss!
I've got lines for days, call me Szechuan sauce!
The undisputed GOAT of putting burgers in bellies!
I'm fast food Eminem, you're Machine Gun Kelly!
I'm Coke to your Pepsi; I'm Mac, you're Android!
Let's be real: I'm Nice Peter and you're EpicLLOYD!
 
Burger King:
(Alright.)
You're number one, like the whiz I took in your ball pit!
Them rhymes you just spit are a Ray Kroc of shit!
You spooky-ass clown, you're so creepy it's insane!
You look like you just ate someone's brother in a storm drain!
You can't beat the King with your crew, please!
The whole head of your government's name is Mayor McCheese!
I ain't lovin' shit, even if Timberlake sings!
I'm running circles 'round you like my onion rings!
 
Ronald McDonald:
(Your onion rings are pretty good.)
But that verse was lifeless! You had no joy in it!
Last rapper this plastic had a Happy Meal toy in it!
I'm serving billions and I can't be beat!
You're a bin full of lettuce: facing da feet!
Using Cheetos, dude? Get your recipes together, man!
I've had the same fries since I was Willard Scott the weatherman!
I'm the best trash talking mascot in town!
You might be the King, but a clown wears the crown!
 
Wendy:
(Where's the beef? Right here! Where's the beef? Right here!)
(Where's the beef? Right here! Where's the beef? Right here!)
Show me two losers old enough to be my daddies,
And I'll square off with 'em like the corners of my meat patties!
It's Wendy! The hip-hopping Pippi Longstocking!
No flow's as Frosty as the salad bars that I'm dropping!
I'm topping you two like plain baked potatoes!
Exploiting you both like you were growing my tomatoes! (Aw!)
King, you're creepy, and you're always second fiddle!
Your breakfast croissants are even worse than his McGriddle!
And McDonald's gave your job to a box with a face!
Left you behind like a quiet kid in a PlayPlace.
I'm the fast food queen! Mean with a tweet sesh!
Leave opponents frozen 'cause I always keep my beef fresh!
 

There Isn't Anything

You know there isn't anything
Anything I wouldn't do
You know there isn't anyone
Anyone to love me like you
 
Holdin' you close
And feelin' your heartbeat inside
Is just like a miracle
And you're makin' me feel
So glad I'm alive
And in every way
I wanna thank you
 
You know there isn't anything
Anything I couldn't be
You know there isn't anyone
Anyone to keep you from me
 
If you're caught in a storm
Or lost out at sea
Searchin' for that miracle
I would soften the wind
And calm the angry sea
To bring you home to me
 
So if they built up an army
To take you from me
Just like a miracle
I would fly like an eagle
And carry you so far away
In my fantasy
 
You know there isn't anything
Anything I wouldn't do
Oh, no, no, no
You know there isn't anyone
Anyone to keep me away from you
I'll be right there when you want me, baby
 
It's just like a miracle
Loving you
It's just like a miracle
Loving you, loving you
 

Böyle Halleri Beni Deli Ediyor

Bazen dilimin ucuna öyle şeyler geliyor
Sonra da gönlüm sus yapma diyor
Anlayamıyorum ne yapmak istiyor, of
Böyle halleri beni deli ediyor
Öyle ki sinirim zıvanadan çıkıyor

Her şeyi bir kenara bırakıp
Şeytan al başını git, git diyor
Küfür günah içindeyken yüreğim
Ah kopası dilim bir türlü susmuyor.

Ben böyle teslim etmişken ona kendimi
O benimle sanki bir oyun oynuyor
Papatya falımı bu seviyor sevmiyor, of
Böyle halleri beni deli ediyor
Öyle ki sinirim zıvanadan çıkıyor

Her şeyi bir kenara bırakıp
Şeytan al başını git, git diyor
Küfür günah içindeyken yüreğim
Ah kopası dilim bir türlü susmuyor.

Dream a Little Dream of Me

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper 'I love you'
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
 
Say 'nighty-night' and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me
 
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this
 
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams, whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me
 
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper 'I love you'
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
 
Say 'nighty-night' and kiss me
Just hold me tight, tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me
 
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this
 
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams, whatever they be
Dream a little dream, dream a little dream
Dream a little dream, dream a little dream
Dream a little dream, dream a little dream
Of me