Uh, Lord, Lord Jah What I'm gonna do? Uh, Lord, Lord Jah Shit is all true Mmm, fried chicken, fly vixen Give me heart disease but need you in my kitchen You a bird but you ain't a ki Got wings but you can't fly away from me Drivin' in your bucket seats all the way from Kentucky to fuck with me Look what you've done to me, was number one to me After you shower, you and your gold medal flour Then you rub your hot oil for 'bout a half an hour You in your hot tub, I'm lookin' at you salivatin' Dry you off, I got your paper towel waitin' Lay you down 'cause you're red hot Louisiana style you make my head rot Then I flock to the bed then plop When we done I need rest Don't know what part of you I love best Your legs or your breast Misses Fried Chicken ...
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