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Silage - Stumble lyrics
(Damian Horne) come on i cooked it don't look, it's the chicken strips taste so good, gonna lick your lips it's all cooked up and on my plate all I think about is chicken what's the name of my date? now up comes the milk it's on the table it ain't no story, it ain't no fable these two foods together get the smile eatin' up the chicken 'cause it's the new style Chorus (2x): milk and chicken, it fills me up with a thigh on my plate and some milk in my cup here we go milk and chicken, it tastes so good on all of those nights when all of us should go to bed and not endanger kids drivin' down the streets like the way that I did when falling asleep i stepped in my car trust my, y'all, you won't get too far yeah, it may be chicken it tastes so right but don't go eatin' chicken on a dark, rainy night (repeat chorus) break it down (repeat first verse) (repeat chorus) |
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