FFS
"Good evening! House of Sunrise...
Amazing, thank you Kelly!
Shanika, have you heard?"
What?
"Sued just went platinum!
How do you do it? This kids want to know!"
Easy as 1, 2, 3. Watch me...
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
What?
Guess who?
Miss Sunrise. Fresh out of court, ready to sue...
I'm back, did you miss me? Let's make history
Watch me, full speed, blink and you'll miss me
Pushing out tracks like babies, I'm that lady
Don't just stand there, pay me!
Don't even bother tryna test me,
You're getting Sued! Fuckboys are a pet peeve
Don't have time to waste, don't text me
Got an Android but at least I'm sexy!
Now, are you sure that you're ready? Really? Baby?
I hope that you're hungry, gonna get tasty
Cookin' a track's like pastry, honestly!
Bit of this, bit of that, chemistry, trust me!
All you really need is a beat
And a big, bold message - forget discreet!
Just keep giving them what they need
Wanna make a hit? Then follow my lead...
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
What?
It's getting hot?
Switch up the beat, turn the bass up
What?
It's getting hot?
Bear with me, this one's gonna cook...
Right, ok, so we're getting there now
They'll be playing this left, right everywhere
How could we possibly make this better?
With bang bang seasoning, salt and pepper (push it!)
I'd say keep it on a low heat
But we're turning this up, straight flames on the beat
Not quite witchcraft, bubble and squeak
I cook up the beat so stuff your cheeks...
I put mayonnaise on the record
Got bars for days on the record, I slay on the record!
I drop the bass on the record
The standard's raised and I changed the game on the record!
They all call my name on the stage when I rise with the sun
Was a claim to fame when I won
They can't keep up when I shake this bum
Give 'em whiplash, it's over, done!
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
Wow, yikes!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Serve it up! Rich!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Rich! R - sandwich!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Fish! Fish!
Looking so fish! Like a fish finger sandwich
Serve it up! Serve it up! So euphonic
Possess the beat, hot damn! Demonic
Serve it up! Kak, kak, boom! Sonic
Serve it up! In a cup, gin and iconic!
Gin and i, gin and i, gin and iconic!
Gin and i, gin and iconic-c-conic!
Gin and i, gin and i - what? Conic!
Serve it up! Fish! On a plate, tectonic!
Last verse coming if you still ain't got it
Listen up kids, gonna get harmonic
I rise with the sun and I'm already on it
If you wanna keep up, pay attention! Got it?
Mmmm, wow, are you with me son?
Gonna speed it up fast, better call shotgun
I may be dumb, but I'm fun
Accelerate baby, get ready to run...
It's a banger (and mash), so left foot on the gas
And let the boom box smash, feel the bass in your ass
And as the tempo quickens, the mixture thickens,
Like chips 'n' chicken, the flow's finger lickin'!
I'm quicker than cheetahs, she couldn't catch up, I'd beat her
They call my name, it's Shanika, I'm serving up margherita
Like spreading hummus on pitta, I lapped the whole perimeter
I'm out, ciao! Uscita! Italiana bonita
You good at keeping a secret? That didn't have any meaning
I'm mixing words, I'm steaming, but damn, I still got you screamin'
I'm never ever third-wheeling, I'm steering rapid, careening
Regardless of how it's seeming, ain't got a clue what I'm doing!
I'm pretty wicked at suing, I give a quality viewing
I make my mark, tattooing, and I'm still debuting
But a storm's a-brewin', I'm consistently outdoing
Your dinner's done stewin', so honey get chewing...
Amazing, thank you Kelly!
Shanika, have you heard?"
What?
"Sued just went platinum!
How do you do it? This kids want to know!"
Easy as 1, 2, 3. Watch me...
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
What?
Guess who?
Miss Sunrise. Fresh out of court, ready to sue...
I'm back, did you miss me? Let's make history
Watch me, full speed, blink and you'll miss me
Pushing out tracks like babies, I'm that lady
Don't just stand there, pay me!
Don't even bother tryna test me,
You're getting Sued! Fuckboys are a pet peeve
Don't have time to waste, don't text me
Got an Android but at least I'm sexy!
Now, are you sure that you're ready? Really? Baby?
I hope that you're hungry, gonna get tasty
Cookin' a track's like pastry, honestly!
Bit of this, bit of that, chemistry, trust me!
All you really need is a beat
And a big, bold message - forget discreet!
Just keep giving them what they need
Wanna make a hit? Then follow my lead...
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
What?
It's getting hot?
Switch up the beat, turn the bass up
What?
It's getting hot?
Bear with me, this one's gonna cook...
Right, ok, so we're getting there now
They'll be playing this left, right everywhere
How could we possibly make this better?
With bang bang seasoning, salt and pepper (push it!)
I'd say keep it on a low heat
But we're turning this up, straight flames on the beat
Not quite witchcraft, bubble and squeak
I cook up the beat so stuff your cheeks...
I put mayonnaise on the record
Got bars for days on the record, I slay on the record!
I drop the bass on the record
The standard's raised and I changed the game on the record!
They all call my name on the stage when I rise with the sun
Was a claim to fame when I won
They can't keep up when I shake this bum
Give 'em whiplash, it's over, done!
First of all, you want a boom boom beat
Like a boom and a kak, then loop, repeat
Then, a sprinkle of cymbals, sweet
Just twenty-four seven, like all you can eat
After that, add a clap, smack!
Just give it a whack, just slap that track!
And the bass? Honey, ramp up the switch
Then serve it up rich like a fish finger sandwich
Wow, yikes!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Serve it up! Rich!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Rich! R - sandwich!
Serve it up! Serve it up! Fish! Fish!
Looking so fish! Like a fish finger sandwich
Serve it up! Serve it up! So euphonic
Possess the beat, hot damn! Demonic
Serve it up! Kak, kak, boom! Sonic
Serve it up! In a cup, gin and iconic!
Gin and i, gin and i, gin and iconic!
Gin and i, gin and iconic-c-conic!
Gin and i, gin and i - what? Conic!
Serve it up! Fish! On a plate, tectonic!
Last verse coming if you still ain't got it
Listen up kids, gonna get harmonic
I rise with the sun and I'm already on it
If you wanna keep up, pay attention! Got it?
Mmmm, wow, are you with me son?
Gonna speed it up fast, better call shotgun
I may be dumb, but I'm fun
Accelerate baby, get ready to run...
It's a banger (and mash), so left foot on the gas
And let the boom box smash, feel the bass in your ass
And as the tempo quickens, the mixture thickens,
Like chips 'n' chicken, the flow's finger lickin'!
I'm quicker than cheetahs, she couldn't catch up, I'd beat her
They call my name, it's Shanika, I'm serving up margherita
Like spreading hummus on pitta, I lapped the whole perimeter
I'm out, ciao! Uscita! Italiana bonita
You good at keeping a secret? That didn't have any meaning
I'm mixing words, I'm steaming, but damn, I still got you screamin'
I'm never ever third-wheeling, I'm steering rapid, careening
Regardless of how it's seeming, ain't got a clue what I'm doing!
I'm pretty wicked at suing, I give a quality viewing
I make my mark, tattooing, and I'm still debuting
But a storm's a-brewin', I'm consistently outdoing
Your dinner's done stewin', so honey get chewing...
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