by allisonbabii1 February 19, 2010
by splankinberry August 11, 2003
Fries (Bazzi - Mine Parody) by Anthony Adams. Best parody EVER!
LYRICS: Went to Chick-Fil-A and ordered fries, you already know what kind of size (let me get that large tho), it will be my pleasure, they look in my eyes, when I bite into it, IM ALIVE, fresh from the fryer, I don't want to waste no time. Burnt the roof of my mouth, it will not be with us tonight, when I go to sleep, I dream about them continuously. Their FrIIIIIEEESSS. I can look away, and fries just make my day. Went back, again, order, a number fiiiive, AAHAAHAA Yaa. Polynesian sauce, Chick-Fil-A, and a buttermilk ranch AAHAAHAA. HEY HEY HEY. SMELLED IN THE BAG AND I GOT A AROMA AVALANCHE. OOOHOOO. I just had to tell you about their fries. They run circles around my mind, circles. Even when I'm down, I gon have an appetite. You're on fire, and you stand out on your own. Cooked from peanut oil, they will never be a clone, YOUR FRIES AAAHAAHAA, fresh from the fryer, I don't want to waste no time. Burnt the roof of my mouth, it will not be with us tonight, when I go to sleep, I dream about them continuously. Their FrIIIIIEEESSS. I can look away, and fries just make my day.
LYRICS: Went to Chick-Fil-A and ordered fries, you already know what kind of size (let me get that large tho), it will be my pleasure, they look in my eyes, when I bite into it, IM ALIVE, fresh from the fryer, I don't want to waste no time. Burnt the roof of my mouth, it will not be with us tonight, when I go to sleep, I dream about them continuously. Their FrIIIIIEEESSS. I can look away, and fries just make my day. Went back, again, order, a number fiiiive, AAHAAHAA Yaa. Polynesian sauce, Chick-Fil-A, and a buttermilk ranch AAHAAHAA. HEY HEY HEY. SMELLED IN THE BAG AND I GOT A AROMA AVALANCHE. OOOHOOO. I just had to tell you about their fries. They run circles around my mind, circles. Even when I'm down, I gon have an appetite. You're on fire, and you stand out on your own. Cooked from peanut oil, they will never be a clone, YOUR FRIES AAAHAAHAA, fresh from the fryer, I don't want to waste no time. Burnt the roof of my mouth, it will not be with us tonight, when I go to sleep, I dream about them continuously. Their FrIIIIIEEESSS. I can look away, and fries just make my day.
by JAKE PAULER 69 July 09, 2018
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by Dankmemelord2302 April 12, 2016
The mannerisms and physical appearance exhibited by a person who is under the influence of a cocktail of drugs; or whom has abused drugs heavily in the past
he's hell fried
by hatehcubez June 26, 2009