Song parody of
Parlay
by FiFTHDWN
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the Parlay song by FiFTHDWN.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
Run it, run
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Run it, run
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Wit a little
I can't get enough
Thass not legit
Dead that fake shit
The jig is up
Like how I let the beat build huh
Buildin up
Wavy like the 7 seas
In this game tryna ball no 2nd string
My lil bih fine even wit
no mabeline
All Season
Fall, Winter, Summer, Spring
And I been goin all in
Nigga off the leash
I need a lot
Thass a yacht
And a lotta guap
If it's a drought
I hit the field
Get to runnin routes
No slouch
A hustla conscience won't allow
Ya
That's on everything I love
Outlet
And the plug
It's the same me as befoe
They gon act like they ain't know
I remind em
Bish I'm shinin
This that pressure turnt to diamonds
Forever Young
I quarter back like 49er
Passionate
Emaculate
Don't ask me
It dont matter
The mack is in me
Adimately
Up a hunnid miles
That's infinite
You ignorant
To think that you can try him
West all in my DNA
But you dont understand it
Started loadin up the canon
For you suckas and you phonies
Did this shit all by my lonely
Share the profits wit ma homies
Said I'm loadin up the canon
For you suckas and you phonies
Did this shit all by my lonely
Share the profits wit ma family
Wassup.
Right place
Right time
How its feelin bruh
Im on time
In the meantime
I'm killin em
On sight
At the green light
(Vrooom)
Skirtin off
I put in work
Bout time it's all workin out
It was worth it
Every second
Every move
I renovated
Elevated
So I can't lose
Off top
In yo ear like its bluetooth
That gold you got around yo neck
Thass fu fu
Gazi
Fuck it
Clockin buckets
Fast breakin
Bish we comin
My shit
Scorin
Yo shit
Borin
She say she love long time
When I
Floor it
Run, run it
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Wit a little
I can't get enough
That not legit
Dead that fake shit
The jig is up
We out to clock the big biiills (huh)
Build 'em up
Run it, run
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Run it, run
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Wit a little
I can't get enough
Thass not legit
Dead that fake shit
The jig is up
Like how I let the beat build huh
Buildin up
Wavy like the 7 seas
In this game tryna ball no 2nd string
My lil bih fine even wit
no mabeline
All Season
Fall, Winter, Summer, Spring
And I been goin all in
Nigga off the leash
I need a lot
Thass a yacht
And a lotta guap
If it's a drought
I hit the field
Get to runnin routes
No slouch
A hustla conscience won't allow
Ya
That's on everything I love
Outlet
And the plug
It's the same me as befoe
They gon act like they ain't know
I remind em
Bish I'm shinin
This that pressure turnt to diamonds
Forever Young
I quarter back like 49er
Passionate
Emaculate
Don't ask me
It dont matter
The mack is in me
Adimately
Up a hunnid miles
That's infinite
You ignorant
To think that you can try him
West all in my DNA
But you dont understand it
Started loadin up the canon
For you suckas and you phonies
Did this shit all by my lonely
Share the profits wit ma homies
Said I'm loadin up the canon
For you suckas and you phonies
Did this shit all by my lonely
Share the profits wit ma family
Wassup.
Right place
Right time
How its feelin bruh
Im on time
In the meantime
I'm killin em
On sight
At the green light
(Vrooom)
Skirtin off
I put in work
Bout time it's all workin out
It was worth it
Every second
Every move
I renovated
Elevated
So I can't lose
Off top
In yo ear like its bluetooth
That gold you got around yo neck
Thass fu fu
Gazi
Fuck it
Clockin buckets
Fast breakin
Bish we comin
My shit
Scorin
Yo shit
Borin
She say she love long time
When I
Floor it
Run, run it
Runnin numbers up
Did a lot
Wit a little
I can't get enough
That not legit
Dead that fake shit
The jig is up
We out to clock the big biiills (huh)
Build 'em up