Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

Uh, Lord, Jah
What I'm do?
Uh, Lord, Jah
is all true

Mmm, fried chicken, fly
Give me heart 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 bucket all the way from Kentucky to fuck with me
Look what you've to me, was number one to me
After you shower, you and gold medal flour
you rub your hot oil for 'bout a half an hour

You in your hot tub, I'm at you salivatin
Dry you off, I got your paper waitin
Lay you down you're red hot
style you make 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 your

Misses Fried
You gon be a death
Created by black women
To serve massa,

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

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

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

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

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

Baby, like you at the spa, the way you gently lay in the pan
While you enjoyin you milk treatment
I sit and the grease sizzle bubblin on your skin
Despite the fragrance still I lick my finger frequent

In any I'm reflectin on all the signs that I got
Sayin that I fuck with you
But the way you taste made it to resist
I put my mouth on you but that's another issue

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

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

Who if the swine is mixed with rats, cats and dogs combined
Yes, Ima eat the shit to death, that some shit?
Ima eat some until what Im eatin kills me
And I choose to do that, Cause that's just what niggas do