Song Parodies -> Jog Around The Block
| Original Song Title: | "Drop It Like It's Hot" |
| Original Performer: | Snoop Dogg featuring Pharrell |
| Parody Song Title: | "Jog Around The Block" |
| Parody Written by: | Jake A Ralphing (Luke Brattoni) |
More phat rapping.
Suuuuuuuuet!
Suuuuuuuuet!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
I'm a wide dude. Wearing wide jeans.
Eating rice stew. Eating ice-creams.
Elephantine fleshy man. Million-XL coat.
Fat's wider from choc-filling down my throat.
Bantam? Posterior like six kegs.
My derriere plays two-a-side cribbage.
Shirkin' exercise, dude. Getting "D" in Phys. Ed.
Eat from the pan, man, that's how my body's thickset.
Jelly and the sweets, got a belly fifteen feet.
Eatin' meals every day that fill up Godzilla in a week.
So don't try no running, jumps or speed walking. I'm a flabby kid.
Shy from athletics.
Hell, I'm bigger than the rest. I see food, snatch a bit.
Then I microwave it. Just a second *ding!*
Battered snacks, and a baked pork feed.
You think I give a stuff it makes my weight umpteen?
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
A weight gainer. My butt's too fat.
Eat big hot dogs? Yeah, I love to do that.
I got a "wide load" sign here on my backside.
I love my chicken breast fried. Yeah, makes my hips wide.
Weight is rather great, I break the scales at 808.
I gorge so much, my last date was a blue whale.
Food, Mr Whippy, yum, chop-suey!
Stetson's, double the cheese, add a tub o' grease!
Munchin' steak wrapped in bacon and then milkshakes 'n'
Cajun special-fried rice, cake in a big bowl gets eaten.
Cooked wings and then swallow whole a roast swine.
By god, my old underwear's tight here, must have hives!
The goat meat will sizzle, burning all the pickles.
I order seven prune puds and five pies tripled.
Sauces will get drizzled and trickle out in ripples.
Cheese on the pizza, with gravy on the gristle!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
I'm a fat boy. Pretty adipose.
Wide and gross lard, I tear all my clothes.
My weight's surplus. Don't do gym class.
Big food hog, one huge barge-arse.
Like a submarine, can't walk across a beam.
Cannot play ball sports: I'd make my own team.
Oh, you want to run 'round a bloody sports track?
Break the lawn whilst steppin', now can I stop yet?
Excess food, chow I can't refuse.
My calories flying, KFC abuse.
Can't eat fried goo? Tight belt, I'll miss you.
I'm on a diet, I gotta trim this tissue.
Gristle? Chickos? Dips? No more chips, dude.
Must pant, exercise and cut the boozing and crap food.
My wide, jiggling fat must vamoose.
Maybe my clothes will finally feel a bit loose!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
Suuuuuuuuet!
Suuuuuuuuet!
Suuuuuuuuet!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
I'm a wide dude. Wearing wide jeans.
Eating rice stew. Eating ice-creams.
Elephantine fleshy man. Million-XL coat.
Fat's wider from choc-filling down my throat.
Bantam? Posterior like six kegs.
My derriere plays two-a-side cribbage.
Shirkin' exercise, dude. Getting "D" in Phys. Ed.
Eat from the pan, man, that's how my body's thickset.
Jelly and the sweets, got a belly fifteen feet.
Eatin' meals every day that fill up Godzilla in a week.
So don't try no running, jumps or speed walking. I'm a flabby kid.
Shy from athletics.
Hell, I'm bigger than the rest. I see food, snatch a bit.
Then I microwave it. Just a second *ding!*
Battered snacks, and a baked pork feed.
You think I give a stuff it makes my weight umpteen?
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
A weight gainer. My butt's too fat.
Eat big hot dogs? Yeah, I love to do that.
I got a "wide load" sign here on my backside.
I love my chicken breast fried. Yeah, makes my hips wide.
Weight is rather great, I break the scales at 808.
I gorge so much, my last date was a blue whale.
Food, Mr Whippy, yum, chop-suey!
Stetson's, double the cheese, add a tub o' grease!
Munchin' steak wrapped in bacon and then milkshakes 'n'
Cajun special-fried rice, cake in a big bowl gets eaten.
Cooked wings and then swallow whole a roast swine.
By god, my old underwear's tight here, must have hives!
The goat meat will sizzle, burning all the pickles.
I order seven prune puds and five pies tripled.
Sauces will get drizzled and trickle out in ripples.
Cheese on the pizza, with gravy on the gristle!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
I'm a fat boy. Pretty adipose.
Wide and gross lard, I tear all my clothes.
My weight's surplus. Don't do gym class.
Big food hog, one huge barge-arse.
Like a submarine, can't walk across a beam.
Cannot play ball sports: I'd make my own team.
Oh, you want to run 'round a bloody sports track?
Break the lawn whilst steppin', now can I stop yet?
Excess food, chow I can't refuse.
My calories flying, KFC abuse.
Can't eat fried goo? Tight belt, I'll miss you.
I'm on a diet, I gotta trim this tissue.
Gristle? Chickos? Dips? No more chips, dude.
Must pant, exercise and cut the boozing and crap food.
My wide, jiggling fat must vamoose.
Maybe my clothes will finally feel a bit loose!
Cuz I'm plump in the hips, man:
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Jog around the block.
Cuz I'm friggin' gargantuan:
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
Walk around the block.
And cuz I'm piggin' out on fatty food:
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
Trot around the block.
I got such roly-poly arms and I'm swollen, rotund.
Man, I'm solid, obese and my gut is growing broad.
Suuuuuuuuet!
Suuuuuuuuet!
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Please refer to my comment on the other version of this. There's no reason for me to repeat myself. It would take far too much time, and my time is very valuable. I don't feel it's appropriate for me to waste time re-writing the entire comment that I've already posted on the other parody, when all you have to do is click on the link and read the other comment. Is that so hard? Sheesh.
LOL! Actually, I'd prefer comments to be on this one rather than the other version, thank ye all!
(ABC) Please refer to my earlier dissertation. Is that so hard? What -- am I supposed to waste valuable time re-writing a comment simply because you were vain enough to enter this into an ABC contest and require me to re-read it? I'm a busy man, Lucas.
(ABC05) A ton of fun, as always.
(ABC05) Knowing how you master raps and this is hilarious I suppose you know how I voted.
Erm, by clicking your mouse, Red Ant? LOL for Leo and Agrimorfee!
Parodying a rap song is almost like translating it into understandable english. This one was phat.
(ABC) I commented on the other version, but this is another good one. Great job!
(ABC) "KFC" abuse ... sounds like a heinous drug problem!
( J ) - Ha! LOL! gags-a-plenty Luke. gags-a-go-go in fact!! - although one slight quibble: you suggest that "Like a submarine, can't walk across a beam" - what about really skinny, nimble submarines? - yeah okay, picky, I know - 555
(ABC05) High Fives, Luke. LOL, some good lines in this one.
Thanks Rick D, Charlie D, Johnny D, Stuart D... erm, M, and Rick C!
Superb.
Thought it was going to be a 60s song. This was funny...one of your best!
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