Today’s post is sponsored by:

Lil Supa Wayne. Chea…with all of these different versions of “A Milli,” Supa Wayne had to throw it down for y’all (via me on the parody). So…(*yeah, I was bored at work…sue me*)…without further delay, I give you Supa Wayne – A Meali…

…on with the blog song…

Bangledesh…

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I’m hungry
PB, yeah, and Jelly

A Meali I smell,
I’m a Young hungry Mealionaire, tougher than two zillion pears,
My obesity compared to your whole plate just isnt fair,
I’m an e.coli disease like a raw meat bleeding…
Threw utensils and eat all the food on the table of my mind,
And I don’t leave ish cause I do have time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,
And the almighty dollar purchased cha cha cha cha cheddar,
Swizza, Colby, Curd, Mozzarella Monterey a Jacka,
Got da Mozzarella dancin on the top of my sandwich,
Tell the Whopper… hahahaha you can’t hide em, you can’t stop em,
I go buy them fries too
If you can’t eat em then you slop em,
You can’t swallow then you wash em,
You can’t chew em then you chop em,
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,

Lil Homie I’m big…

[Verse 2:]
A mealion here a mealion there
Sicilian food with angel hair with meat-balls in a square
Like throwing the dough in air I’m eating the Fettucini
Crushin them crackers see me like look at dat bastard Weezy
Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, a really heavy problem
Ok I eat food but what is food to a goblin
Nothin nothin I ain’t leaving nothin
On some starvin food ish call em Ruben Studderd
Call me what you want trick call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it’s private dang I hate a slim chick
Don’t u hate a slim chick yea I ate a slim chick
And she ain’t slim no more she changed her name to Manwitch
Yea nigga that’s manwitch so when she ask for the bread when you through don’t
be surprised trick
It ain’t right if u ain’t got it
But u like cookies with no glass u ain’t got milk
Homie I’m so plump I’m sick
But I’m ok and my sauce thick
Yea my pork’s thick
Yea my fork’s big
Get a forklift
Im thick

Lil Homie I’m big…

[Verse 3:]
They say I’m eating like BIG, Pun, and 2 fat
Bone Crushers, Fat Joe, where is my food at
Who dat
Who dat said dey gon out eat Supa Wayne
My name ain’t Jared but I keep a Subway
Who dat one dat do dat boy ya knew dat tru da Swallow
When I eat hot ish, see, I get loose bowels
I don’t chow down for free pal
So I would like for u to pay me by the hour
And I’d rather be using flour
Then I leave it cooking for an hour
Nasir told us this world was ours
The Bible told us don’t eat from Tree of Knowledge
Of Good and The Evil and don’t smell the flowers
But everything else, you can devour
Boy I got so many biscuits, I bake in the shower
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn’t Doubt me
Lil homie I say dinner ain’t ish without me
Stomach rolls pokin out the shirt look like it’s poutin
I do what I do and u do what u can do about it
Trick I can turn Fruity Pebbles into mountians
Dare me
Don’t u compare me cause there ain’t nobody near me
They don’t see but they hear me
They don’t feel me but they fear me I’m big, see?