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• Artiste: great Luke Ski (The)
• Titre: KFC Bitch
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(Buck-buck-buck, bucka-bucka-buck-buck-buck...) Aw, yeah. What's up out there? Luke Ski's in the house. Right about now I wanna tell you a little love story. You know what I'm sayin'? It's a Psycho Potpourri love story. Check out the lyrics, ya know? Gonna tell you 'bout what happened when we went downtown to get some grub. I've eaten fast food all around the world I went and gorged on a banana whip swirl Burgers and fries, big shakes and pies The kind of meal that would fill-up most guys I got a hunger it feels kinda sultry I'm in the mood for some supper-lovin' poultry I met a woman and she will feed me She's the fryin' grand gizzard of the KFC (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, cookin' me a supper, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) I love my KFC Bitch, finger lickin' good, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, Extra Crispy ain't so bad (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, mutha pluck her dear old dad You know what I'm sayin'? So we was downtown eatin' some lucnh, ya know? Sir Real had some original. My man, J Styles, had some extra crispy. I fell in love with Colonel Sanders 22 year old daughter. It was wild. You know what I'm sayin'? And it got even worse, you know? One night she took me to the kitchen Into the fryer, pieces were pitchin' There was thighs, wings, and drumsticks Crispy, original, Chicken McNuggets Our kind of lovin' is so raw Covered each other with tons of coleslaw She held me close and then said to me That I was her Golden Rotisserie What happened next was the best She smeared mashed potatoes on my chest Handed me her peice and gave me a nod I nibbled on her breast and said "Oh my God!" (Buck-buck-buck) I love my KFC Bitch, cookin' me a supper, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) I love my KFC Bitch, finger lickin' good, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) I love my KFC Bitch, Extra Crispy ain't so bad (Buck-buck-buck) I love my KFC Bitch, mutha pluck her dear old dad What we're really trying to say is Potpourri loves all the chicken. We love white meat, dark meat, nugget meat, it doesn't matter. If you're from a farm, or you got feathers, we will pluck you. Yo, that's all we sayin', man. Word. So every year when Potpourri comes around We go to lunch in every KFC in town And you know I'm so lucky That Baby Sanders left ol' Kentucky Burger girls are all out of luck Their beaks is too little and they just can't buck (Bguck?) Every night you know where you'll find me Nibblin' on the other white meat I'll chomp on a leg, or two, or three And wash it down with a little Ice T! (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, cookin' me a supper, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, finger lickin' good, y'all (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, Extra Crispy ain't so bad (Buck-buck-buck) Love my KFC Bitch, mutha pluck (Buck-kaw?) her dear old dad (random bucking...)