Chicken & Fries

Lyrics

[Intro — Bootsy Collins] Funkateers, y'all know what time is it Some of that crispy crunch Finger lickin' good Only in the neighborhood, baby [Chorus] I need some chicken I want fries I need some cornbread to go with them thighs I need some chicken I need fries And I need some cornbread to go with them thighs, baby [Interlude] Gimme some chicken, gimme some fries So finger lickin', gonna have some fries [Verse 1 — Bootsy Collins] Early in the morning Cookin' that bacon, ham and eggs How about a few waffles? Oh, you want breakfast in bed Swinging that greasy grease all over me Oh, you better call 911 for the love and apology [Verse 2 — Myra Washington] Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot I want a cold break, it's dinner time And even when I wake up in the morning I'm still gonna eat your mind I'm hungry today Do you want a little biscuits? 'Cause that's what a southern girl do That's why they call me nuts, so what Pour it, dip it, stack it, snap it Strawberry, sugar cakes, flapjack, short stack (oh, I got it) Eatin' what you like (you want it) I got what you like Don't that feel nice? (Don't that feel nice) You got sugar rice (show you right) C'mon back for dinner tomorrow baby, yeah Don't kill your appetite [Chorus] I need some chicken I want fries I need some cornbread to go with them thighs (everybody say) I need some chicken I need fries And I need some cornbread to go with them thighs, baby (rap to me!) [Verse 3 — Fantaazma] Early in the morning, and that bacon, ham and eggs In that wake and bakin' trance, give that achin' head a chance Oh my, it's got to be those french fries A big ol' shake and Red Eyes Today I'm mindin' just mine, just mine You know I got that greasy grease And it be right that what you need You pass that little skittle riddle, I'm gonna triple your relief Refueling energy soon, ready to roll 'Til then give me the sweet home cooking 'Cause it's good for the soul, like you know [Verse 4 — Bootsy Collins] (Like you know, I'll stay at home with you) Oh, mama got a brand new bag (Like you know, you're my only) You're the best love I have ever had We are so blessed, and I must confess You know papa don't take no mess (c'mon!) It's gettin' late in the evening, in summertime Gotta keep my groove on just loud and clear You know that grump is mine (that grump is mine) Would you want to take a toast to that grump roast? (Oh, yeah) They call me Casper, the funky ghost [Verse 5 — Baby Triggy] That shit be milky, drippy like some Cheerios Super sticky make me wanna lick the last spoonful Hold it now for seconds, just give it another go Shorty sweet and sour, I'm dippin' the egg roll I've been talking greasy, I'm spicy, I'm on that hot dish [?], it's a go, hot dish Why you let me hit it and think you on that high bitch? Bread, egg, ham and meat loaf [Chorus] I need some chicken I want fries I need some cornbread to go with them thighs (everybody say) I need some chicken I need fries And I need some cornbread to go with them thighs, baby [Interlude] Gimme some chicken, it's time to chill So finger lickin', so good it feels (rap to me!) [Verse 6 — Soopafly] She's the kind of thick I've never seen before The kind of thick I need with me for sure Looked at her from behind, I had to see some more Hallelujah, my God Jesus Lord She needs this more 'cause she's aboard It's episode 21 season 4 I'm backin' her and smacking her, she's so passionate Flip her up afterwards, we just laugh a bit She's the real something you can feel (dig, mama) Baby take notes, you can benefit from her She eats a whole lot of soul food (yes, she do) That thing still do, what it's supposed to Shake up the scene, thick legs and jeans Macaroni, cheese, cornbread with the greens Dinner at the table Gotta say grace 'cause now it's in your face [Chorus & Outro] I need some chicken I want fries I need some cornbread to go with them thighs (everybody say) I need some chicken I need fries And I need some cornbread to go with them thighs, baby I need some chicken I want fries I need some cornbread to go with them thighs (everybody say) I need some chicken I need fries And I need some cornbread to go with them thighs, baby