Rmmmsy - Chicken & Waffles Lyrics

Give me a couple clucks on a fluffy pillow made of real dough
That shit f*cks like a dozen dildos you know I'd kill though
For this dish because its so delicious, not surreptitious
That when they serve it with some syrup, yessir, that is a swish
Got that Mrs. Buttersworth, not that other shit
Gotta put the butter first, yeah, smother it
And if you like it crispy, I got the oven lit
It's hot like Mississippi, you should go and get your oven mitt
Yeah, I'm about to town on this plate
Got four more rounds of putting pounds on my waist
When I'm bound for LA, won't have a frown on my face
Cuz I can eat at Roscoes, they got the crown for the taste
Rest in a three piece, on top a real waffle
I cannot be ceased, I eat til I feel awful
Do this on re-peat, oven on pre-heat
Come on grab a free seat, lets get a little greasy

Chicken and waffles, I'mma eat that chicken and waffles ('Til I)
Get sick and feel awful, I'mma eat that chicken and waffles
Chicken and waffles, I'mma eat that chicken and waffles ('Til I)
Get sick and feel awful, I'mma eat that chicken and waffles

I like my waffles with pockets deep like Scrooge McDuck
He should count his lucky stars that he doesn't cluck
Cuz if he did, best believe he'd be getting plucked
Guess who's going to be my lunch (Oh no he didn't)
Yes I did, kid, I think you need to listen up
My shopping list, here's a glimpse, yo its brisk as f*ck
It's got chicken, then waffles, then rest is junk
It's just stuff In which I just could not give less a f*ck
But I do stay f*cking with them sides dude
Sweet potato fries got my eyes on the prize dude
You realize you can always count on my mood
Being tied to the last time I tried some fried food
You can try to hit me with a pan cake
They'll find your body drifting on a damn lake
So I'd rather you just hit me with a hand shake
So I can get you on the fan base