And your chicken wings
Throw it in your deep fryer
Burning chili set your heart on fire
Think you've got real soul
Eating chickens by the whole
And make a stop at your liquor store
And go pick yourself up a couple of 40's
Your brother, your mother
Your father, your sister
Your cousins, your daughter
Your brother, your father
And your house pets
Now the grill be hot
(Hot as balls)
So throw the flesh down
(S-s-s-s-s)
Beans and cheese and pork fritter
Tomorrow you'll be sufferin' on the shitter
Got your barbecue sauce And your chicken wings Throw it in your deep fryer Burning chili set your heart on fire Think you've got real soul Eating chickens by the whole And make a stop at your liquor store And go pick yourself up a couple of 40's Your brother, your mother Your father, your sister Your cousins, your daughter Your brother, your father And your house pets Now the grill be hot (Hot as balls) So throw the flesh down (S-s-s-s-s) Beans and cheese and pork fritter Tomorrow you'll be sufferin' on the shitter Explain Request ×
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