Mcdonalds Rap Lyrics

I need a double cheeseburger,
hold the lettuce.
Don't be frontin son,
no seeds on my bun.
We'll be up in this drive-through order for two,
I've got a cravin for a number nine like my shoe.
We need some chicken up in here in this rizzle,
for rizzle my nizzle extra salt on the frizzle.
Dr.Pepper my brother,
another for your mother.
Double double supersize and,
don't forget the fries.
Crispy what!
Oh my brother.
Word,shut up!
Ah psh nah,
it's aight!
HAHAHA!
Oh,ah,hey!
what you talkin bout willis?
ch Ooohhh!

(Thanks to Paramore for these lyrics)