Sangtekst: D'Angelo. Chicken Grease.

let me tell U' bout the chicken grease
stuffs and things 2 make the people get out ya Seat
everybody it's cool if u wanna clap your hands and stomp YOUR feet
come on down 2 the front where you can feel the beat
from the left 2 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 u love me cause I'm funky cause I just wanna show u some love

chicken grease
chicken grease

2 get 2 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 wont miss
fried til it's 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 thrOugh your back then it works its way down 2 your feet
so unique, come on everybody let's dance 2 the beat
I just wanna put u down (yeah)
I just want u all to get down (yeah)
everybody come on and get down 2 the chicken grease

If you wanna come on down 2 the front
baby yo it's cool everybody fakin the funk
i'ma put u in school, take a lesson from adolescence 2 man
I got the music and the instruments use em as my weapons at hand
everybody on the floor if u listening 2 me
clap your hands stomp your feet
I just wanna put u down (yeah)
I just want ya all 2 get down (yeah)
everybody come get down 2 the chicken grease (yeah)

chicken grease
chicken grease
[VAMP OUT TO END]