Big Check

Shout out to my people this is Ed McMahon
Rolling slow through the suburbs in an unmarked van
I ran the strip in the eighties
Brought big fat checks to the ladies
When I showed up at their door
They would start screaming like crazy
Raked it in hand over fist was on the VIP list
I was a verbal gunslinger and my shots never missed
But now the bills have come due
And my credit score's whack
So I'm hitting up the winners to get my checks back

McGansta

Those crazy kids are right I've got a similar story
When I retired I was famous I had money and glory
Bought a house for six mill I thought that nothing could touch me
Until my credit went south and debts started to crush me
Next thing I know instead of playing gin rummy
I was scrambling just to make ends meet it wasn't funny
Got a bump from the media chumps but that was temporary
Life with bad credit was scary, so I got...
Wise! I may have fallen but I got back up
Now I'm back on attack like a ninja swingin' nunchucks
I told the haters: Go on, take a hike!
It's my show now and I can do what I like
F to the R please people I know how to spell it
I hit their website up and now I'm here to tell it
Ed to the Mac to the Mahon with the plan
To go and get my Mac-mojo back again...