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 heart but need you in my kitchen
You a bird but you a ki
Got wings but you can't fly away me

Drivin in your seats all the way from Kentucky to fuck with me
what you've done to me, was number one to me
After you shower, you and your 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 towel
Lay you cause you're red hot
Louisiana you make my head rot

Then I flock to the bed plop
When we I need rest
Don't know part of you I love best
legs or your breast

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

You gon be a nigga's
Misses Chicken
You was my
Drippin wet hot,

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

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

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

Hey, my hand hot, its so feminine the way you submittin
And how you gave me power, to me to shower
You with water, marinate you and season
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 bubblin on your skin
the funny fragrance still I lick my finger frequent

In any event I'm on all the signs that I got
Sayin that I shouldn't 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 infection
Confused over the feelin eatin you
[Incomprehensible] chewin on the wall of my intestine

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

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