Dollar Store Gatsby

Bouncy comedy rap, fast punchy flow, energetic swing-hop, infectious brass sample loop, heavy 808 bass, boom-bap drums, frat rap, sarcastic swagger, party anthem, catchy hook, cartoonish horns, high energy, sudden beat switch, playful vocal delivery, upbeat, record scratch, offbeat humor

[Intro]
(Ayo, pass me the off-brand cola.)
[Record scratch, upbeat bouncy brass loop kicks in]
[Heavy boom-bap drums]
(Yeah. VIP baby. Very Impoverished Person. Let's get it!)

[Verse 1]
[Fast, bouncy triplet flow, high energy]
Rolled up to the velvet rope in a ninety-seven Honda
Security is looking like an angry anaconda
(Back up!)
Slipped him a coupon for a half-price latte
Walked right in like I own the whole plaza
Wearing fake Prada that I bought from a trunk
Got the two-dollar cologne smelling heavily of skunk
I don't pop bottles, I just pop bubble wrap
Stealing all the appetizers, putting 'em right in my lap!
(Shrimp!)

[Pre-Chorus]
[Drums cut out, just a funky walking bassline and claps]
Look at the chandelier, dripping in the crystal
I'm armed with a barcode scanner as a pistol
(Beep!)
Why pay the premium, the markup is a scam
I'm sneaking in a Tupperware of candied yam!

[Chorus]
[Massive brass drop, bouncy 808s, explosive party anthem energy]
(na nana naaa na)
Call me the Dollar Store Gatsby!
Running the party on a budget, you can’t catch me!
(Whoo!)
Flexing in the club with the two-for-one shoes
Sipping tap water, yeah I ain't paying for the booze!
(Nah!)
Dollar Store Gatsby, making it rain!
With the copper pennies, bringing the pain!
[Loud punchy horn stab]

[Verse 2]
[Punchy flow, stop-and-go beat with heavy bass hits]
Hit the dancefloor with the orthopedic soles
Dodging the bouncers like I'm playing whack-a-mole
(Gotcha!)
DJ spinning tracks but I hand him an aux
Playing royalty-free jazz from a cereal box
(Smooth.)
Look at all these models with the silicone pout
I'm pulling out a spreadsheet, calculating the drought
Fiscal responsibility is my kind of swag
Taking all the complimentary mints in a bag!

[Bridge]
[Stilbruch: Music completely stops. Gentle, elegant harp glissando plays]
(Excuse me sir, you can't put the chocolate fountain in your pocket.)
(Watch me, Reginald. Watch me.)
[Aggressive drum fill transition]
[Tempo speeds up by 15%]
(Let's go!)

[Chorus]
[Double-time bounce, frantic party energy, max volume on brass section]
(na nana naaa na)
Call me the Dollar Store Gatsby!
Running the party on a budget, you can’t catch me!
(Whoo!)
Flexing in the club with the two-for-one shoes
Sipping tap water, yeah I ain't paying for the booze!
(Nah!)
Dollar Store Gatsby, making it rain!
With the copper pennies, bringing the pain!

[Outro]
[Fading bouncy beat, lone trumpet playing a slightly off-key melody]
[dry Spoken]
Anybody want a slightly bruised banana?
Half price. Cash only.
[Sound of a cash register ding]
[Abrupt stop]

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[Intro] (Ayo, pass me the off-brand cola.) [Record scratch, upbeat bouncy brass loop kicks in] [Heavy boom-bap drums] (Yeah. VIP baby. Very Impoverished Person. Let's get it!) [Verse 1] [Fast, bouncy triplet flow, high energy] Rolled up to the velvet rope in a ninety-seven Honda Security is looking like an angry anaconda (Back up!) Slipped him a coupon for a half-price latte Walked right in like I own the whole plaza Wearing fake Prada that I bought from a trunk Got the two-dollar cologne smelling heavily of skunk I don't pop bottles, I just pop bubble wrap Stealing all the appetizers, putting 'em right in my lap! (Shrimp!) [Pre-Chorus] [Drums cut out, just a funky walking bassline and claps] Look at the chandelier, dripping in the crystal I'm armed with a barcode scanner as a pistol (Beep!) Why pay the premium, the markup is a scam I'm sneaking in a Tupperware of candied yam! [Chorus] [Massive brass drop, bouncy 808s, explosive party anthem energy] (na nana naaa na) Call me the Dollar Store Gatsby! Running the party on a budget, you can’t catch me! (Whoo!) Flexing in the club with the two-for-one shoes Sipping tap water, yeah I ain't paying for the booze! (Nah!) Dollar Store Gatsby, making it rain! With the copper pennies, bringing the pain! [Loud punchy horn stab] [Verse 2] [Punchy flow, stop-and-go beat with heavy bass hits] Hit the dancefloor with the orthopedic soles Dodging the bouncers like I'm playing whack-a-mole (Gotcha!) DJ spinning tracks but I hand him an aux Playing royalty-free jazz from a cereal box (Smooth.) Look at all these models with the silicone pout I'm pulling out a spreadsheet, calculating the drought Fiscal responsibility is my kind of swag Taking all the complimentary mints in a bag! [Bridge] [Stilbruch: Music completely stops. Gentle, elegant harp glissando plays] (Excuse me sir, you can't put the chocolate fountain in your pocket.) (Watch me, Reginald. Watch me.) [Aggressive drum fill transition] [Tempo speeds up by 15%] (Let's go!) [Chorus] [Double-time bounce, frantic party energy, max volume on brass section] (na nana naaa na) Call me the Dollar Store Gatsby! Running the party on a budget, you can’t catch me! (Whoo!) Flexing in the club with the two-for-one shoes Sipping tap water, yeah I ain't paying for the booze! (Nah!) Dollar Store Gatsby, making it rain! With the copper pennies, bringing the pain! [Outro] [Fading bouncy beat, lone trumpet playing a slightly off-key melody] [dry Spoken] Anybody want a slightly bruised banana? Half price. Cash only. [Sound of a cash register ding] [Abrupt stop]

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