Dreidel Donuts

Ayy,

ayy,

ayy!

Why the rabbi in the passenger seat?

Why he got a brisket in his lap? (hahaha)

JD, what the fuck?!

LET'S GO!

Dreidel in the whip,

got it spinning on the dash,

Rabbi ate my fries,

told him, “Bro, that's cash!” Matzo in my pocket,

got a bag full of snacks,

I just saw a menorah doing donuts in the grass.

Oy vey, oy vey,

I'm disturbing the peace,

Got a yarmulke crooked and a pastrami feast,

Ate a whole kugel,

now I'm back on the beat,

Got a rabbi doing ad-libs like he's signed to the streets!

Ayy, I walked in the deli with a medieval sword,

The rabbi said, “Relax,” I said,

“I'm bored!” Got a tiny little dreidel doing laps on the floor,

And a confused-ass cantor at the Lamborghini door.

My accountant's a rabbi,

he calculate the brisket,

My pockets got matzah,

whole wallet looking biscuit,

I took a wrong turn,

ended up in a mikveh,

Saw a duck wearing glasses screaming,

“Mazel tov, hey!” Ayy,

bagel with the cream cheese,

cream cheese with the bagel,

I got beef with a kugel and a personal vendetta,

Saw Moses at the Speedway buying two mozzarella,

He said, “Part the Red Sea!” I said,

“Bro, that's extra!” My flow so weird,

need a rabbinical degree,

Got a kosher pickle doing backflips on the TV,

I got twelve little latkes in the back of my Jeep,

And a rabbi playing chess with a possum named Steve.

Spin that dreidel, let it rotate,

Got a rabbi doing donuts in a rental Chevrolet,

I'm in Milwaukee eating challah on a Tuesday,

Florida sun got my gefilte fish melting in the driveway!

L'chaim, l'chaim, got a seltzer in my hand,

I saw King David at the Taco Bell stand,

He ordered seven tacos,

said he had a whole plan,

Then he left on a scooter with a mariachi band!

Ayy, menorah got nine lights,

looking like a runway,

I brought a whole brisket to a rave on a Sunday,

The DJ yelled “Shalom!” and the floor went crazy,

Somebody's bubbe in the corner said the bass too wavy!

Ayy, my rabbi got a flip phone,

still texting in Hebrew,

My dentist's a cantor,

got a dreidel tattoo,

I saw a kosher hot dog driving past the drive-through,

With a tiny little briefcase full of Manischewitz juice!

Got a bagel on the beat,

cream cheese on the snare,

A Hasidic astronaut floating up the stairs,

He said, “Where's the Torah?” I said,

“Bro, over there!” Then a possum stole my challah and disappeared in

thin air.

I'm arguing with a pickle about ancient tradition,

My rabbi got a podcast on intergalactic religion,

My gefilte fish lawyer got a court date pending,

And my Bubbe's old minivan got the suspension bending!

Ayy, what? What? Somebody call the rabbi,

My dreidel started talking and it told me I'm sloppy,

I'm eating matzo ball soup in a hot pink Bugatti,

While a rabbinical student DJing for the Illuminati!

Oy-oy-oy, let it fly,

let it spin, Got a kugel in the coupe and a challah

in the bin, Mazel tov,

make room, let the whole squad in,

My accountant found a dreidel in the washing machine!

Pastrami, salami, karate with a rabbi,

My Bubbe hit a wheelie in a stolen Maserati,

I'm eating rugelach, watching NASCAR in a lobby,

And a Hasidic penguin just challenged me to hockey!

Hold up.

Who put the rabbi on the aux?

He playing klezmer over a Milwaukee beat?!

(ahahaha) DREIDEL GANG! OY VEY RECORDS!

RUN THAT SHIT BACK!