I Like Big Brunch and I Cannot Lie

You other brunchers can't deny
That when a waiter walks in with an itty bitty plate
And a pancake in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that blintz was stuffed
Deep in the eggs I'm tearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring

Oh omelett, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that egg you got makes me feel so hungry
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my tummy?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average gruyere
I've seen them lunchin'
The hell with all that munchin'
Brunch is funner, yummer,
Got it goin' like a turbo Hummer
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' breakfast is the thing
Take the average black man and ask him which
"She gotta pack much brunch"
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got some brunch? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em eat it! (Eat it!) Eat it! (Eat it!)
Eat that delicious brunch!
Baby got brunch!

I like hash browns and egg
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home, bacon
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Big Boy
'Cause Bob's is made for boys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that gristle

A word to the thick soul sistas,
I wanna get brunch with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *brunch*
Til the break of dawn
Brunch got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to eat it and quit it
I'd rather stay with my Hollandaise and fruit plate
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the brunchin' on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna roll down to Denny's {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Work it out!
Even white boys got to shout

Baby got brunch!

My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun.