Chicken Grease Lyrics by D'angelo

Chicken Grease Lyrics

    Let me tell ya bout the chicken grease
    Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat
    Everybody its cool if u wanna clap your hands and stomp ya feet
    Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat
    From the left to the right, the back the middle and the front
    Dont be uptight shake it off do what u want
    Pump it in the club get a little bit a rub-a-dub
    I know u love me cos i'm funky cos i jus wanna show u some love

    Chicken grease chicken grease

    2 get 2 the otha side
    Yall cross the road
    But not the kid
    See im like that old bucket of crisco
    Thats sitting on top of the stove
    Simmer to a sizzle like the days of old
    But i'll wait till i've mastered this
    Let the others go first
    So the brothers wont miss
    Fried till its burned and crisp
    Say we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this
    Now u know how its goin down
    Start at your neck then thru your back
    Then it works its way down 2 ur feet
    So unique come on everybody lets dance to the beat
    I jus wanna put u down
    I just want yall to get down
    Everybody come on and get down 2 the chicken grease

    If you wanna come on down to the front
    Baby yo its cool everybody fakin the funk
    Ima put u in skool
    Take a lesson from adolescent 2 man
    I got the music and the instruments use em as my weapons at hand
    Everybody on the floor if u listening to me
    Clap your hands stomp your feet
    I just wanna put u down
    I jus want yall to get down
    Everybody come on and get down 2 the chicken grease

    Chicken grease
    Chicken grease

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