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Albums:

Grease [New Broadway Cast Recording] (Tony Bennett) · Grease [The Soundtrack from the Motion Picture] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Party Musical: Tribute to Grease (Hit Crew) · Grease Karaoke (Studio Musicians) · Possum Grease (Johnny Lytle) · Plays Selections from Grease (Toronto Musical Revue) · Songs from Grease [Pickwick] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Possum Grease (Johnny Lytle) · Grease [Remix] (Olivia Newton-John) · Grease: The Complete Skydog Singles Collection (Flamin' Groovies) – and 90 other albums »


Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)

Well I woke up early with those
best
Your legs or your breast
Misses Fried Chicken, you gon' be a nigga death
Created by southern black women
To serve massa, guest
You gon' be
Chicken
You gon? be a nigga's death
Created by southern black women
To serve massa, guest

You gon? be a nigga's death
Misses Fried Chicken
You was my
Churches dripping chicken in yesterday's grease,
Didn't go together with this quart of Mickey's.
Last night hanging over from a good time.
Yeah, beef is
ain't go no gun
But I got my crew
Didn't come fro no beef cause I don't eat steak
I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravy
Not covered in
dropping chicken in yesterday's grease
Didn't go together with this quart of Mickey's
Last night hanging over from a good time
Yeah beef is cheaper but
Things look like they'll be here for a while
Momi and Daddy better fear for they chile
Cause they style is not just makin a fast chickens (?)
They also
midget?
I packs the piece more than chicken packed grease
I'm nearly knocking boots, but if not I'll knock teeth
Wahh! Gaga, ooh cries the baby
Smacked
the piece more than chicken packed grease
I'm nearly knocking boots, but if not I'll knock teeth
Wha'! Gaga, ooh cries the baby
Smacked on the ass now
scruples
Live youthful, hopping out the coupe, crucial
Crispy like Popeye's chicken, grease dripping
Your breed is flee-bitten, your queen is smitting
No
(talking)
Haha, y'all thought this was Dragnet didn't you
Wrong answer again
This song is for all the mutherfuckin chicken head bitches
And we kept
Chicken pieces want to grease up with the darker me
Or maybe possibly rotatin' constantly
You mufuckas don't want no type of parts of me
It's Mush

I
by Nabisco
Want to get cut slack while creating fiascoes?
I take it back, your insistence won't cease when talking smack
But slip on the grease
the microphone

Living legend inside of a Smith & Wesson sliding out
Of the barrel, I'm fire, don't try me cause I am hot
Police cars with they sirens come by
never had no rhythm, man, the Devils can't dance
Got three pairs of pants
But I keep em all creased
Whether chicken or ham, we gon' use the same grease
then battered
Grind mode is what I'm reppin and yep!
Hot as the grease when it sizzle and pop in your eye
Now you shrivel and chickens be gigglin like
preacher say he praying for my soul
But, if I really want the blessings of the Lord to shine
I need to buy this magic oil for $9.99
So if I put this chicken
[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in
a chicken-melt plate
Scrambled Eggs with cheese, and a pile of grease
And get full as a tick bout' ready to drip
And oh for trilly shawty don't be silly
Calm
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem