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