Dinnertime

[Intro: Waiter talking]

Here you are, sir, just how you like

Careful, it's hot

Enjoy...

[Verse 1]

Okay, come be my appetizer

My fruit, my apple cider, my colada

My papaya, how you want it?

I told the waiter what I wanted

I told him don't bring me a plate

If it don't have a rapper on it

Chef Angel on the beat

And me I'm just snackin' on it

Yeah, I'm eatin' with my hands

I'm gonna need a napkin, homie

You lookin' like a glazed pig

With an apple on it

I'mma need a Snapple, homie

And another after, homie

Snap crackle, homie

There goes another rapper

Just consider that bologna

You are just a macaroni

In my tuna casserole

I'm gettin' fat and you bony

You lookin' like Nicole

Richie call me Biggie

I got faith and soul

Bowl of french of fries

Tell 'em bitches bonjour

Boy, I eat your food

Hot and cold

And I'm no where near full

[Interlude: Waiter talking]

Hope you enjoyed your appetizer

Here's your main course...

[Verse 2]

Good 'cause I'm bout hungrier than a mothafucka

Finger lickin' good never been a thumb sucker

I eat your ass good, never leave a crumb sucka

Never been a club hopper I'm a club jumper

That mean I get the club jumpin', I'm grubbin

Rappers say, "Hello Wayne", I reply, "What up supper?"

I could fry your ass up a saute

Marinade ya all day

I like my shit saute

'Cause all the rappers salty

'Cause all the rappers fault me

For bein' the best of all thee

Rappers call on me

'Cause I'm the best rapper rappin'

Rappers you can call me

The best rapper rappin'

I'm a dog I'm a beast

I'm a feast

Carter get it in order

Order me I oughta be an artery

'Cause I'm a bloody buzzin' B

I'm a beast I at least

Should get a piece of that pie

Before I die

Because I if no one else deserve

Now where is my dessert?

[Interlude: Waiter talking]

And now for dessert...

[Verse 3]

Yes, this is dessert

For his and hers

I'll take his her

Kiss her

Make her pussy purr

Wet zipper

Never tip her

Never fall in love with a stripper

Like strawberries, I dip her

In whip cream, I whip her

I let her melt, then sip her

Like sizzurp, I'm tryna quit the sizzurp

'Cause moms say quit the sizzurp

But my auntie mom trippin', she a tripper

And I can eat you quicker

But I'm gonna take my time with it

Like a 3 legged cake I gotta climb in it

But ain't shit sweet when I'm in it

When I'm in it, I told her you gonna miss me

If I hit it

I'm done with it

And can't nobody else  do what I done with it

Not what I done did it

My tongue drippin'

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

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[Outro]

Young Mula Baby, hehe