Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

Uh, Lord, Jah
What I'm 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 but you can't fly away from me

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

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

Then I to the bed then plop
When we I need rest
Don't know what of you I love best
Your legs or your

Fried Chicken
You gon be a nigga's
Created by black women
To massa, guest

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

Like 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 me to my knees
Its me when I miss, ah
Nothin I need more than a fry

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

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

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

In any event I'm on all the signs that I got
Sayin that I 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 stomach I laid eyes on you
Or was it manifestin?
Confused over the feelin eatin you
[Incomprehensible] worm chewin on the wall of my

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

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