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[Intro]
JDub
Yeah
Wack Rap Tuesday, man
Another banger produced by me
Let’s go
[Verse 1]
I hit the party, no Tyson
Walked up in the house and I smell somethin’ excitin’
Headed to the kitchen
Oh my god! It’s fried chicken!
A nigga stays hungry
Watch as the plot thickens
I need that like right now
There and like my nigga you hyper, you need to calm down
I said „No.”, took that chicken then run around
Jumped out a window then I drove to another town
[Chorus]
Word around the town you got fried chicken
And I heard it’s finger lickin’ pickin’
I heard that you got a lot in your kitchen
Can a playa’ get some?
I want a wing and a thigh. When is it done?
Oh my god! Are those barbecue drums?
You gotta let me get some of them damn drums
Chicken is my life, I’ll eat it all day
I know I’m fat as fuck, I don’t care what they say
Keep the chicken comin’, I don’t wanna be late
This chicken is finger lickin’
Wow! You got me singin’ like
D-Damn this chicken
It’s finger lickin’
Pass some of that chicken, girl
Pass some of that chicken, boy
[Verse 2]
I need that chicken like pronto
And if there are some ops take that shit out the back door
I ain’t playin’ games
I need my fuckin’ wings, boy
And if they don’t come
You’ll catch an arrow to the knee boy
And if you try to run
Swikkity swikkin’
I’m comin’ for my chicken
You fuck with a [?] my final form has risen
Yo’ gravestones, they written
Yo’ family is missin’
I’m all in yo’ kitchen
I’m cookin’ yo’ [?]
I’m all up in yo girls kitchen
I’m cookin’, I love her chicken
She loves the way that I flip it
She loves the way that I cook it
I’m sorry you can’t compare
My nigga, you are a square
My cooking is so unfair
And my seasonings so damn rare
I keep them all in my lair
Right next to my desk and chair
My recipes I won’t share
You’re cryin’ boy I dont care
I’m lovin’ your evil glare
And you’re tellin me to beware
But this nigga you cannot scare
And your kingdom I will inherit
Nigga
[Chorus]
Word around the town you got fried chicken
And I heard it’s finger lickin’ pickin’
I heard that you got a lot in your kitchen
Can a playa’ get some?
I want a wing and a thigh. When is it done?
Oh my god! Are those barbecue drums?
You gotta let me get some of them damn drums
Chicken is my life, I’ll eat it all day
I know I’m fat as fuck, I don’t care what they say
Keep the chicken comin’, I don’t wanna be late
This chicken is finger lickin’
Wow! You got me singin’ like
D-Damn this chicken
It’s finger lickin’
Pass some of that chicken, girl
Pass some of that chicken, boy
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