FlyingKitty
Hey Now, You’re a CJ
[Verse 1]
Somebody once told me the cheese is gonna kill me
I ain't the thinnest man in the Grove (OOOHHH)
He was looking kinda gay with his lap dog in his hand
In the shape of an L, oh that's old shit!

[Pre-Chorus]
Man, the dip starts coming and they don't stop coming
Bike to the tracks and I hit the train running
Didn't make sense not to eat for fun
Your brain gets smart but your mouth gets dumb
So much to eat, so much to drink
So what's wrong with taking the number 9s?
You'll never know if you don't eat
You'll never bust if you don't skeet

[Chorus]
Ay fool, you're a CJ
So follow that damn train
Ay man, you're a moron
Keep your strength up, eat food
All that chicken is gold
Only number 9s break the cheese

[Verse 2]
It's a Big Smoke, and they say it gets bigger
You're thin right now, wait till you get bigger
But the Ganton gym beg to differ
Judging by the chumps in the goddamn picture
The food we eat is getting pretty old
The dip's getting cold so you might as well drink (it)
My fries' in the car, how 'bout yours?
That's the way I like it and I'll never get hungry
[Chorus]
Ay fool, you're a CJ
So follow that damn train
Ay man, you're a moron
Keep your strength up, eat food
All that chicken is gold!
Only number 9s break the cheese

[Interlude]
Two number 9s, number 9 la-arge
I'll have a number si-six with extra dip
Number 7
2 Forty-Fives
One with cheese (cheese)
And a large soda
Great, great great!

[Chorus]
Ay fool, you're a CJ
So follow that damn train
Ay man, you're a moron
Keep your strength up, eat food
All that chicken is gold!
Only number 9s...