Chicken Grease - D'Angelo

Let me tell ya bout the chicken grease

Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat

Everybody its cool if u wanna clap your hands and stomp ya feet

Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat

From the left to the right the back the middle and the front

Dont be uptight shake it off do what u want

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

I know u love me cos I’m funky cos I jus wanna show u some love

Chicken grease chicken grease

2 get 2 the otha side

Yall cross the road

But not the kid

See im like that old bucket of crisco

Thats sitting on top of the stove

Simmer to a sizzle like the days of old

But I’ll wait till I’ve mastered this

Let the others go first

So the brothers wont miss

Fried till its burned and crisp

Say we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this

Now u know how its goin down

Start at your neck then thru your back

Then it works its way down 2 ur feet

So unique come on everybody lets dance to the beat

I jus wanna put u down

I just want yall to get down

Everybody come on and get down 2 the chicken grease

If you wanna come on down to the front

Baby yo its cool everybody fakin the funk

Ima put u in skool

Take a lesson from adolescent 2 man

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

Everybody on the floor if u listening to me Clap your hands stomp your feet

I just wanna put u down

I jus want yall to get down

Everybody come on and get down 2 the chicken grease

Chicken grease

Chicken grease