we be up in WENDY'S
we doin' what tastes right
I be lookin at the menu
I'ma be here all night
so i guess I'll start off
with one of em' kids meal
but no pickles on the burger baby
lets keep it real
I've got more rhymes than wendy's has to order
and you wishin you had a recorder
to complete my order
what you got for side dishes
mmmmmm girl 2nd thought hook me up
with fried fishes
mmmmm a garden salad we gonna need that for show
you ain't need to ask
it ain't for here it's to go
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