M.C. McGriddle in the Hizzy!
What up foos?
Yo, you might not know me so I'm fenna introduce myself. M.C. McGriddle in the house!!! Yeah, that's right! I'm the baddest, toughest, flyest motha what ever been talking about and rappin' about and eating about McGriddles. Oh you don't believe me, huh tough guy? Well then CHECK IT.
They call em McGriddles.
They all about the tasty.
You best be stepping off fool,
You know you can't face me!
Anyhow the name is M.C. McGriddle. Some folks say the name is confusing. They're all "why don't you call yourself M.C. Griddle on account-a the 'mc' aspect of the thing is already all covered and what not." I'm all -- "check yourself lady!" Others are all "is it 'mick-mick Griddle'?" I'm all "fools NO!" So, to clear up any future misconceptions, I am the unofficial (for now) Master of Ceremonies for the McGriddle. Consequentially, it is essential that I utilizate both M.C. and Mc in my name. Got it?
What, you STILL confused?! Maybe this'll help.
I'm rapping for McGriddles
A healthy, tasty snack
You best watch yourself fool,
You know that you are WHACK!
Anyhow almost nobody likes the McGriddle better than me. Well maybe my Mom. She always has me pick up one for her when I go out in the morning after I hit the unemployment office. In other words, if you see me, you're gonna see a sucka ordering NO LESS than two McGriddles (seldom more, Mom gets pissed if I order more or try to DL a hashbrown).
Although pullin' a multi-McGriddle order is definitely DOPE, this has, in the past, led to problems. Like one time the girl behind the counter was all "who's the other McGriddle for?" And I'm all, "I eat em both HO!" But then she sees me pay with my Mom's credit card -- which I couldn't play off because my Mom's name is Eunice and no dudes are named Eunice. Anyhow, Miss Question Girl was all "Who's Eunice?" And I'm all embarrassed and have to tell her I live with My Mom who supports me and what not. She was laughing! Yo, I go to the McDonald's on sixth street now where they aren't all judgmental.
To make a long story short, I wrote another rap about it.
My Mom's name is Eunice.
She buys McGriddles for me.
But that's only on account-a
I was in the penitentiary!
Okay, I wasn't in the pen, but let's keep that to ourselves. I actually got fired from Cinnabon after I invented the "Flyest Cinnamon Bun in the History of World.” It had the cinnamon and the sugar and all the fixins but guess what else it had??? Yup, you guessed it -- Sausage and Egg! In any event, they fired me over it. It's not like it wasn't tasty. Heck, it was almost tasty like a McGriddle. But you know how it is with the big companies not wanting to pay royalties to innovators like myself and what not.
Keep it real dogs.
Yo, you might not know me so I'm fenna introduce myself. M.C. McGriddle in the house!!! Yeah, that's right! I'm the baddest, toughest, flyest motha what ever been talking about and rappin' about and eating about McGriddles. Oh you don't believe me, huh tough guy? Well then CHECK IT.
They call em McGriddles.
They all about the tasty.
You best be stepping off fool,
You know you can't face me!
Anyhow the name is M.C. McGriddle. Some folks say the name is confusing. They're all "why don't you call yourself M.C. Griddle on account-a the 'mc' aspect of the thing is already all covered and what not." I'm all -- "check yourself lady!" Others are all "is it 'mick-mick Griddle'?" I'm all "fools NO!" So, to clear up any future misconceptions, I am the unofficial (for now) Master of Ceremonies for the McGriddle. Consequentially, it is essential that I utilizate both M.C. and Mc in my name. Got it?
What, you STILL confused?! Maybe this'll help.
I'm rapping for McGriddles
A healthy, tasty snack
You best watch yourself fool,
You know that you are WHACK!
Anyhow almost nobody likes the McGriddle better than me. Well maybe my Mom. She always has me pick up one for her when I go out in the morning after I hit the unemployment office. In other words, if you see me, you're gonna see a sucka ordering NO LESS than two McGriddles (seldom more, Mom gets pissed if I order more or try to DL a hashbrown).
Although pullin' a multi-McGriddle order is definitely DOPE, this has, in the past, led to problems. Like one time the girl behind the counter was all "who's the other McGriddle for?" And I'm all, "I eat em both HO!" But then she sees me pay with my Mom's credit card -- which I couldn't play off because my Mom's name is Eunice and no dudes are named Eunice. Anyhow, Miss Question Girl was all "Who's Eunice?" And I'm all embarrassed and have to tell her I live with My Mom who supports me and what not. She was laughing! Yo, I go to the McDonald's on sixth street now where they aren't all judgmental.
To make a long story short, I wrote another rap about it.
My Mom's name is Eunice.
She buys McGriddles for me.
But that's only on account-a
I was in the penitentiary!
Okay, I wasn't in the pen, but let's keep that to ourselves. I actually got fired from Cinnabon after I invented the "Flyest Cinnamon Bun in the History of World.” It had the cinnamon and the sugar and all the fixins but guess what else it had??? Yup, you guessed it -- Sausage and Egg! In any event, they fired me over it. It's not like it wasn't tasty. Heck, it was almost tasty like a McGriddle. But you know how it is with the big companies not wanting to pay royalties to innovators like myself and what not.
Keep it real dogs.