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Chicken Grease

Let me tell ya 'bout the chicken grease

Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat

Everybody it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp ya feet

Come on down to the front where you can feel the beatFrom the left to the right, the back the middle and the front

Don't be uptight shake it off do what you want

Pump it in the club get a little bit a rub-a-dub

I know you love me 'cos I'm funky

'Cos I just wanna show you some loveChicken grease

Chicken greaseTo get to the otha side, y'all cross the road

But not the kid, see I'm like that old bucket of Crisco

That's sitting on top of the stove

Simmer to a sizzle like the days of oldBut I'll wait till I've mastered this, let the others go first

So the brothers won't miss, fried till it's burned and crisp

Say we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like thisNow you know how it's goin' down

Start at your neck then through your back

Then it works its way down to your feet

So unique come on everybody let's dance to the beatI just wanna put you down

I just want y'all to get down

Everybody come on

And get down to the chicken greaseIf you wanna come on down to the front, baby yo, it's cool

Everybody fakin' the funk, I'ma put you in skool

Take a lesson from adolescent to man

I got the music and the instruments use 'em as my weapons at hand

Everybody on the floor if you listening to me

Clap your hands stomp your feetI just wanna put you down

I just want y'all to get down

Everybody come on

And get down to the chicken greaseChicken grease

Chicken grease

Chicken grease

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