So keep fronting till my peeps come
Crispy, crispy chicken.
It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers
Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,
Take home for dinner with soup and bread
I work hard for everything i get
Catch you up on places i've been
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
Go to a soup kitchen
Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one
And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone
Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone
Drowning in the political soup
So before i go, you should harvest food
I thought of bill clinton
I eat these skaters like chicken
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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