Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

Uh, Lord, Jah
I'm gonna do?
Uh, Lord, Jah
Shit is all

Mmm, chicken, fly vixen
Give me disease but need you in my kitchen
You a but you ain't a ki
Got wings but you can't fly away me

Drivin in your seats all the way from Kentucky to fuck with me
Look you've done to me, was number one to me
After you shower, you and your gold flour
Then you rub your hot oil for 'bout a half an

You in your hot tub, I'm lookin at you
Dry you off, I got your paper towel
Lay you cause you're red hot
Louisiana style you my head rot

Then I flock to the bed plop
we done I need rest
Don't know what part of you I love
Your legs or breast

Misses Chicken
You gon be a nigga's
Created by southern women
To massa, guest

You gon be a death
Misses Fried
You was my
Drippin wet hot,

Greeks with their Souvla
Or Italians with tomato pasta
Or is to a Rasta, trappin me
You and your friend mac and

[Incomprehensible] greens
But you knockin me to my
Its me when I miss, ah
Nothin I need more a fish fry

Shit, it taste good, I can't lie, it's like walkin out a tannin saloon
When I pull you out the from bakin I got you on my mind
Rubbin that sun tan lotion all up over your
So amazin, how you sparkle when I glaze, you

Hey, my pretty hand hot, its so feminine the way you
And how you gave me power, to me to shower
You lemon water, marinate you and season
And dippin you in

Baby, it's you at the spa, the way you gently lay in the pan
While you enjoyin you milk treatment
I sit and watch the sizzle bubblin on your skin
the funny fragrance still I lick my finger frequent

In any I'm reflectin on all the signs that I got
that I shouldn't fuck with you
But the way you taste it hard to resist
When I put my mouth on you but another issue

Butterflies up in my when I laid eyes on you
Or was it manifestin?
Confused over the impatiently eatin you
[Incomprehensible] worm on the wall of my intestine

Ima eat you til there's left, until my very last breath
You gon be a nigga death, despite I it the best
And specialize in cookin as a chef
You gon be a death

Who cares if the swine is mixed with rats, cats and combined
Yes, Ima eat the shit to death, ain't some shit?
Ima eat some shit until what Im eatin me
And I to do that, why? Cause that's just what niggas do