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 from me

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

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

I flock to the bed then plop
When we done I need
Don't know what part of you I best
legs or your breast

Misses Chicken
You gon be a death
Created by southern black
To serve massa,

You gon be a nigga's
Fried Chicken
You was my
wet hot, coalesced

Like with their Souvla
Or Italians with their tomato
Or Roti is to a Rasta, me
You and your mac and cheese

[Incomprehensible] greens
But you me to my knees
Its killin me I miss, ah
I need more than a fish fry

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

Hey, my pretty hand hot, its so the way you submittin
And how you gave me power, to massagin me to
You with lemon water, marinate you and
And you in chowder

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

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

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

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

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