Fried Chicken Lyrics

Fried Chicken lyrics

Yo nigga your moma got two feet growin' out of titties

Bitch fell down and kept runnin'



Off to the studio late night

It's time to cut another track

It's gotta be hype got my rhyme book in hand

A blue loose leaf

Anybody moves on that they get loose teeth

Evil's got the funky beat a stupid dope loop

But the record's kind of old

What we gonna do troop?

We gotta clean it up 'cause it's so dope

Tried the rubbin' alcohol even the ivory soap

But no matter what we do the record keeps clickin'

Fuck it



Yo, you give me some of that damn fried chicken

Oh yea, oh yea, this sound kinda nice man alright

Definitely go for it

I think niggaz gonna give a crack on it which he uses, right

You fucked it yea

Everybody do it out

My heart is going down