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THANKS
by 4Dogs
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(Yuh!)
The only thing that matters is this freaky grilled cheese
I filled my body all the way, ya, all the way down to my knees
Don't even try coming near me, I am asking you please
Because these two pieces of bread, drippin' heavy with grease
My bladder full now and I guess its time to release
Forget the egg salad look at my pockets increase
Walkin' talkin' bout my dinner and imma spend it with ease
Monkey funky on the table pull the glock and say freeze
(Yeah!)
I got fiddies in my pocket, I got gravy in my wallet
Call yo grandma and she bawlin' over me like I deserve it
Rollin' up onto yo block like you invited me to dinner
Pullin' up without the glock, cus I don't need it, I'm the winner
You the ham upon my plate, I ain't playin' with my food
Check the gravy in my boat, I will pour it over you
I ignore your every need
Check the score I'm in your feed
I will plant you like a seed, but I don't need you, I succeed
Spilling gravy off the ceiling, dripping down the wall
Tell me what's the deal, tastiest of them all
Yeah I wanna get stuffed like a deli fresh turkey
Even though that might seem a little quirky
Yeah I'm eating green beans, mashed potatoes, apple pie
Yeah I'm eating too much, choke this meat I'ma die
But I still gotta eat no matter how much I cry
Everything is too delicious but it all goes to my thighs
Walk into the grocery store, grab a cart roll through the doors
Put a ham into the cart, I think I'll put in just one more
Left my list back at my home, at least I got it in my dome
My memory's been fuzzy since I blacked out in the year oh-four
Place is crowded like Chicago tonight
These two fools just stole some Bud Light
Cranberry, turkey, Hawaiian rolls, Thanksgiving dinner that's the goal
No more stuffing in the store, I guess I'll have to shop some more
(Yuh!)
The only thing that matters is this freaky grilled cheese
I filled my body all the way, ya, all the way down to my knees
Don't even try coming near me, I am asking you please
Because these two pieces of bread, drippin' heavy with grease
My bladder full now and I guess its time to release
Forget the egg salad look at my pockets increase
Walkin' talkin' bout my dinner and imma spend it with ease
Monkey funky on the table pull the glock and say freeze
(Yeah!)
I got fiddies in my pocket, I got gravy in my wallet
Call yo grandma and she bawlin' over me like I deserve it
Rollin' up onto yo block like you invited me to dinner
Pullin' up without the glock, cus I don't need it, I'm the winner
You the ham upon my plate, I ain't playin' with my food
Check the gravy in my boat, I will pour it over you
I ignore your every need
Check the score I'm in your feed
I will plant you like a seed, but I don't need you, I succeed
Spilling gravy off the ceiling, dripping down the wall
Tell me what's the deal, tastiest of them all
Yeah I wanna get stuffed like a deli fresh turkey
Even though that might seem a little quirky
Yeah I'm eating green beans, mashed potatoes, apple pie
Yeah I'm eating too much, choke this meat I'ma die
But I still gotta eat no matter how much I cry
Everything is too delicious but it all goes to my thighs
Walk into the grocery store, grab a cart roll through the doors
Put a ham into the cart, I think I'll put in just one more
Left my list back at my home, at least I got it in my dome
My memory's been fuzzy since I blacked out in the year oh-four
Place is crowded like Chicago tonight
These two fools just stole some Bud Light
Cranberry, turkey, Hawaiian rolls, Thanksgiving dinner that's the goal
No more stuffing in the store, I guess I'll have to shop some more