The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - Sprite Commercial lyrics
[The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - Sprite Commercial lyrics]
(which one -the red one or green one?)
The green one
Yo check it
Let me represent the borough of queens
My delivery is deadly like cyanide
But peep it
I got a secret, let me unleash it
I'm hooked on Sprite
And I get mad when I don't receive it
The thirst quencher
I consume the beverage from
January though December
That's why my technique is mad
Unique when I speak it
Big Webbs signing off
Watch your girl when I freak it
Ok, now, check it if I stranded on a desert
And I had one wish
I'd choose Sprite without a question
The taste is so slammin'
You gotta understand it
I obey my thirst like one
Of the ten commandments
Smooth and refreshing
I can't seem to get enough
See, Sprite making love to my taste buds
Sparkling like a 6 karat diamond
I wish Sprite bottles came
In forty-eight ounce sizes 'Cause if it did
I'd be drinking Sprite all night
The carbohydrates make me violate
And start bar fights
But, I'mma chill and keep it real
Meanwhile, I get my drink on
For half a dollar bill
So yo, obey your thirst first, never second
I hold this Sprite can in
My hand like a weapon
I fight for a Sprite like a heavyweight title
And let my jheri curl go
Up in flames like Michael
Jackson, I drink Sprite for my satisfaction
Don't stop the track 'cause
I'mma keep on rappin'
About the drink that got more
Flavor than Craig Mack and
I'll even get a handicapped
Nigga's toes tappin'