[Intro: Rekcahdam]
Yo shoutout Professor Oaks
Jeff Ball, my nigga Sam Mulligan
My nigga John, the niggas Aaron and Hoodie
That sexy white boy Grant Henry (John know I be hustling everyday)
Ya'll know what it is (I be getting on ya'll nerves)
I told Pou I be cooking that chicken
[Chorus: Rekcahdam]
I'm in the kitchen, I'm cooking chicken
White powder on that wheat, that's what I'm fixing
Nah, this ain't coke, but I'm getting cheddar
Young nigga getting bread off that chicken fritter
Got that pop popping, call it veggie oil
Man I'm cooking all day and it's made to order
You don't want that healthy food, you just want that fried
I swear to God, we gonna eat this till the day we die
[Verse 1: Rekcahdam]
Man I'm the boss around here, no calling into work
Man these chicken heads better get to work
Man I be cooking all day soon as I get to work
I just dropped my iPhone, that shit still better work
Man what you know about dirt, grease all on my shirt
I be pulling ratchet chicks with grease all on my shirt
Stand around this hot pot, man you might get hurt
No Sesame Street, we cooking Big Bird
You can smell it in the city, even in the burbs
I got this down to a science, I'm a chicken nerd
I got them nerdy chicks tweeting all on Twitter
I tell 'em stop by and get themselves a chicken dinner
Forget what you heard, this the real deal
Fried chicken, collared greens, that's a real meal
You addicted to this food, you can't pay your bills
A twenty piece for a dime, that's a real steal
Yo shoutout Professor Oaks
Jeff Ball, my nigga Sam Mulligan
My nigga John, the niggas Aaron and Hoodie
That sexy white boy Grant Henry (John know I be hustling everyday)
Ya'll know what it is (I be getting on ya'll nerves)
I told Pou I be cooking that chicken
[Chorus: Rekcahdam]
I'm in the kitchen, I'm cooking chicken
White powder on that wheat, that's what I'm fixing
Nah, this ain't coke, but I'm getting cheddar
Young nigga getting bread off that chicken fritter
Got that pop popping, call it veggie oil
Man I'm cooking all day and it's made to order
You don't want that healthy food, you just want that fried
I swear to God, we gonna eat this till the day we die
[Verse 1: Rekcahdam]
Man I'm the boss around here, no calling into work
Man these chicken heads better get to work
Man I be cooking all day soon as I get to work
I just dropped my iPhone, that shit still better work
Man what you know about dirt, grease all on my shirt
I be pulling ratchet chicks with grease all on my shirt
Stand around this hot pot, man you might get hurt
No Sesame Street, we cooking Big Bird
You can smell it in the city, even in the burbs
I got this down to a science, I'm a chicken nerd
I got them nerdy chicks tweeting all on Twitter
I tell 'em stop by and get themselves a chicken dinner
Forget what you heard, this the real deal
Fried chicken, collared greens, that's a real meal
You addicted to this food, you can't pay your bills
A twenty piece for a dime, that's a real steal
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