Tom Coyne - Chicken Grease lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me tell you 'bout the chicken grease Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya Seat Everybody it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp your feet Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat From the left to right, the back the middle and the front Don't be uptight, shake it off do what u want Pump it in the club get a little bit a rub-a-dub I know you love me cause I'm funky cause I just wanna show you some love [Hook] Chicken grease Chicken grease [Verse 2] To get to the other side Y'all cross the road But not the kid see I'm like that old bucket of crisco That's sitting on top of the stove Simmer to a sizzle like the days of old But I'll wait til I've mastered this, let the others go first So the brothers won't miss Fried til it's burned and crisp Say we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this Now you know how its going down, start at your neck Then through your back then it works its way down to your feet So unique, come on everybody let's dance to the beat [Bridge] I just wanna put you down (yeah) I just want you all to get down (yeah) Everybody come on and get down to the chicken grease If you wanna come on down to the front Baby yo it's cool everybody faking the funk I'mma put you in school, take a lesson from adolescence to man I got the music and the instruments use em as my weapons at hand Everybody on the floor if you listening to me Clap your hands stomp your feet I just wanna put u down (yeah) I just want ya all to get down (yeah) Everybody come get down to the chicken grease (yeah) [Hook]