Erik Kingsley - Johnny's Cookout lyrics

[Skit] Aye foo Aye foo! Check it out, eh Looks like the mayates over there having a cookout or something I feel kinda mad 'cause they didn't invite us, chale holmes Look at it, fried chicken, potato salad Mac and cheese, collard greens Look, they even got purple Kool-aid over there, ese [Intro] Hol' up! We got food for your soul Now I know y'all not tryna have a cookout without the homegirls What, you think you a master chef or somethin'? You just on the grill tryna grill somethin' up, I hope you burn it Why was -- where was my invite? Where was I -- You some "ain't sh**" n***as That's all y'all n***as is, I can't stand y'all [Verse 1] We don't feel pressure, we just supply, we just supply chicken grease Came from the side, stay from the side, big boys and the lil' piece n***as cheffin' up well beef, n***as never gon' realize k**in' n***as, started hittin' n***as, it's the main reason that we still die Ah, where the black eyed peas at? Where the love y'all need at? Having us a party, bringin' lil' shawty, need the drama, n***a relax You don't need to know the details, you just need to know I mean well We just tryna make it last, homie make ya laugh, we need every seat filled, yeah [Pre-Hook] Ain't no thang but a chicken wing With some lemonade, and some collard greens And a dinner roll, you was centerfold And I was busy posed [Hook] Get yo' weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up I was busy posed Get yo' weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up I was busy posed Get yo' weight up [Bridge] Look out for you, I'm headed to the cookout It's good, look, look, look out for you [Verse 2] Taking time around, got the timing down, imma need a lil' podium Clarifying, I'm just clarifyin, think these n***as need a lil' sodium Hit the town on chromium, sicker than prescription opium Wipe it down, yeah, wipe it down, I'm the neighborhood custodian I'll beat it up 'til they beat me up, tell my mama "Thank you for the recipe" 'Member when I had a gun, then them coppers come, yeah they had arrested me Young n***a I was wrestling Now it's bringing out the best in me Soul food for your soul, fool How could you not be testing it? Ain't no thang [Pre-Hook] Ain't no thang but a chicken wing With some lemonade, and some collard greens And a dinner roll, you was centerfold And I was busy posed [Hook] Get yo' weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up I was busy posed Get yo' weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up I was busy posed Get yo' weight up