(It's me
Big Mac
You see me driving
And at some point I'll start rolling the window open) 1
Damn it feels good to be gangsta
As I shut my mouth with french fries
[Hook 1]
It feels good to be gangsta
Hoarding hamburgers
Pepper and salt in glove compartment
If something's missing, you'll die with a cable tie
It feels good to be gangsta
Hoarding hamburgers mouth in drool
Pepper and salt in glove compartment
If something's missing, you'll die with a cable tie
[Verse 1]
I eat at Mc Donald's, I'll be a good father
As wife is pregnant with a crack-baby
In a hurry I always answer "I'll go shit real fast"
I'll follow dad's footsteps when he left the construction site
It feels good to be gangsta, gloves on a rack 2
Life is flat like Denmark, I don't worry anymore
will there be a uphill or downhill
I'm doing the same thing that yesterday, coming from behind Mc Donald's
I'm real Big Mac that's why you
kindly go inside while I drive to drive-by klik-kläk
I rap while I'm hungry
Every order is at least sixteen bars
I wonder should I put money in drugs or good food
As from both ensues quite a lot of shit
But from the other you get a bigger drink with a euro
[Hook 2]
Damn it feels good to be gangsta
As I shut my mouth with french fries
I'm coming in with a boogie, dancing cripwalk
And stuffing Big Mac into my mouth
Shade on the window
What the fuck the ketchup is missing again
So I pull the trigger
Klik-kläk this is the last time someone fooled me
[Verse 2]
In a fit of rage back to drive-in
I yell at the ordering spot "Fucking idiots I got a straw instead of ketchup"
(I'm sorry, what did you order?)
After one verse I shout "you ruined my day"
With pedal to the medal to the second window
"Is your shift manager somewhere?" (yeah) "I'll shit in your mouth"
I sighed deeply reaching for handgun
Until I noticed that Big Macs are on sale today
It was a good day ay
No pizza or subway ay
Caramel sundae cups everywhere
The only thing kids know is to fuck up every ketchup
All day everyday ay
I'm OG anyway ay
(Can I get your order?)
Ten Big Macs, a lot of sauce and the classics
[Hook 3]
Damn it feels good to be gangsta
As I shut my mouth with french fries
I'm coming in with a boogie, dancing cripwalk
And stuffing Big Mac into my mouth
Shade on the window
What the fuck the ketchup is missing again
So I pull the trigger
Klik-kläk this is the last time someone fooled me
1. finnish lyrics should be "alan rullaa.." 2. to put gloves on a rack is a saying in finnish, and it means to give up