Five feet high and three feet wide
No one's ever eaten the whole thing and survived
It comes with a bucket of ranch on the side
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Dear God!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Oh shit!)
Its taste could drive a lesser man insane
Served on wheat bread made from thirty thousand separate grains
It was made by a demon in his kitchen of pain
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Sweet Christ!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (F*ck yeah!)
Whoa-ho
It's a shit-ton of chicken
On a dickload of ham
An explosion of clams
Whoa-ho
Top that f*cker with yams
Now just add panther, bear meat, and duck
And you've got a sandwich that I'd like to f*ck!
I mean eat...what?
The ultimate sandwich uses weapons-grade ham
To awaken your passions, make you feel like a man
It's as dense as an anvil and as big as a raft
Its sun-dried tomatoes grip the sides of my shaft
Topped with man's hottest peppers on the world's coldest cuts
It's time to get sexy, no ifs, and, or buts
As I thrust deep inside it, bacon grazes my nuts
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Oh tits!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Hot balls!)
Whoa-ho
It's a legend of lunches
The lord of buffets
I could slam it for days
Whoa ho
It sets my patties ablaze
It's time to stuff my stuff in its stuffing
Ninja Brian for practice I nailed your blueberry muffins
Oh, but not the one you're eating right now, Brian.
All right, I f*cked that muffin too.
You gonna judge me? You gonna be a Judgey Jason about this?
Ah! You have cleaved my entire body in half.
Ninja Sex Party - The Ultimate Sandwich Lyrics
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Five feet high and three feet wide
No one's ever eaten the whole thing and survived
It comes with a bucket of ranch on the side
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Dear God!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Oh shit!)
Its taste could drive a lesser man insane
Served on wheat bread made from thirty thousand separate grains
It was made by a demon in his kitchen of pain
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Sweet Christ!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (F*ck yeah!)
Whoa-ho
It's a shit-ton of chicken
On a dickload of ham
An explosion of clams
Whoa-ho
Top that f*cker with yams
Now just add panther, bear meat, and duck
And you've got a sandwich that I'd like to f*ck!
I mean eat...what?
The ultimate sandwich uses weapons-grade ham
To awaken your passions, make you feel like a man
It's as dense as an anvil and as big as a raft
Its sun-dried tomatoes grip the sides of my shaft
Topped with man's hottest peppers on the world's coldest cuts
It's time to get sexy, no ifs, and, or buts
As I thrust deep inside it, bacon grazes my nuts
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Oh tits!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Hot balls!)
Whoa-ho
It's a legend of lunches
The lord of buffets
I could slam it for days
Whoa ho
It sets my patties ablaze
It's time to stuff my stuff in its stuffing
Ninja Brian for practice I nailed your blueberry muffins
Oh, but not the one you're eating right now, Brian.
All right, I f*cked that muffin too.
You gonna judge me? You gonna be a Judgey Jason about this?
Ah! You have cleaved my entire body in half.
No one's ever eaten the whole thing and survived
It comes with a bucket of ranch on the side
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Dear God!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Oh shit!)
Its taste could drive a lesser man insane
Served on wheat bread made from thirty thousand separate grains
It was made by a demon in his kitchen of pain
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Sweet Christ!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (F*ck yeah!)
Whoa-ho
It's a shit-ton of chicken
On a dickload of ham
An explosion of clams
Whoa-ho
Top that f*cker with yams
Now just add panther, bear meat, and duck
And you've got a sandwich that I'd like to f*ck!
I mean eat...what?
The ultimate sandwich uses weapons-grade ham
To awaken your passions, make you feel like a man
It's as dense as an anvil and as big as a raft
Its sun-dried tomatoes grip the sides of my shaft
Topped with man's hottest peppers on the world's coldest cuts
It's time to get sexy, no ifs, and, or buts
As I thrust deep inside it, bacon grazes my nuts
It's the Ultimate Sandwich (Oh tits!)
The Ultimate Sandwich (Hot balls!)
Whoa-ho
It's a legend of lunches
The lord of buffets
I could slam it for days
Whoa ho
It sets my patties ablaze
It's time to stuff my stuff in its stuffing
Ninja Brian for practice I nailed your blueberry muffins
Oh, but not the one you're eating right now, Brian.
All right, I f*cked that muffin too.
You gonna judge me? You gonna be a Judgey Jason about this?
Ah! You have cleaved my entire body in half.
Writer: BRIAN ALEXANDER WECHT, LEIGH DANIEL AVIDAN, BRIAN WECHT, LEIGH AVIDAN
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm, Songtrust Ave