CHICKIN ’N di*kIN lyrics

[Intro]
We gon' get Popeye's and f*ck
And we gon' call it Chicken and di*kin'
And we gon' call it Chicken and di*kin'
(Fantom)
Yuh, it's DigBar
Uh, mm
I'm with Kolossal
Ay

[Verse 1: DigBarGayRaps & KolossalKocks]
It's 12 in the morning, I'm here with Kolossal
We got morning wood, super hard like a fossil
I spray on cologne, it's that new Aeropostale
Huh, we hungry as hell, we 'bout to go get Taco Bell
We get in the car really fast on a mission
Kolossal yells out, "Man, I want some chicken!"
Damn, that chicken does sound fine
Just like some big black hot guys
Put it in drive and we pull up to Popeye's
Speakin' of hot guys, we got two that'll be at thе crib in an hour
We gotta get food and then go homе and shower
And clean off our di*ks so they ain't tastin' sour
We hit up the dudes, we said "We gon' get chicken and f*ck"
They said "sh*t, better get some for us"
We picked up the chicken and left in a rush
Kolossal was hype, had to tell him to hush
He yellin' "Aah!" at the top of his lungs
So I guess that chicken and di*kin' sounds fun
We parked our lil' car at the house and we run
We got 30 minutes 'til the n*ggas arrive
The chicken looked fire when we got inside
We had to wait for the dudes, so we can't take a bite
We had to eat it while givin' out pipe
Just 10 more minutes 'til the dudes are on sight
More time passes, the clock, it is tickin'
And we hear *doorbell rings*
“We're here for the chicken and di*kin”
We was ready, our booties was clappin'
Kolossal, come here, tell these n*ggas what happened
[Verse 2: KolossalKocks]
Two n*ggas, on go, and they brolic and swole
Before I could greet them, they kicked down the door
And bust in the crib, licked the grease off our lips
Grab hold of my meat and told DigBar to strip
He holdin' me hostage like Oprah with chips
I'm watchin' in horror, the mood start to shift
DigBar is seizin' now, just from the tip
Now he shreddin' his booty, with godly like grip
The semen start flowin' like overturned ships
Toes throwin' gang signs like he run with the Crips
Then, all of a sudden, they lock on my eyes
They use chicken and grease just to lube up my thighs
They look so demonic, they had a surprise
And whipped out a dildo that's elephant size
I think to myself, "God damn, these n*ggas trippin'
I thought they just came for some chicken and di*kin"
And DigBar K.O., KIA on a mission
That's after he cried like he gettin' a whippin'
I tried to leave, they said "Boy, not so fast"
Then shoved a drumstick up the crack in my ass
Then told me to eat it and started to laugh
sh*t-covered chicken was not in the plans
But I just did it 'cause I am committed
To booty and chicken like New York and spittin’
And DigBar woke up, I could tell he was with it
He looked at them n*ggas, then smiled and sh*tted
Them n*ggas chuckled then they sh*tted too
I sh*tted next, we a whole sh*tty crew
sh*t everywhere, just like sh*t n*ggas do
We f*cked in the sh*t, the room smell like badook
After the session, we all was butt naked
We chill in the room, all covered in scat
Next thing I know, there's a knock at the door
Fleece Johnson himself was on the attack!
I heard a smack and I looked to my left
A n*gga named Matt was dead on his back!
Booty meat flyin', we all started cryin'
There's blood everywhere, man, it looked like Iraq!
Fleece Johnson shat, made a doo doo tornado
The walls of the room all covered in scat
They sucked me inside, I could see in his eyes
He ain't showin' no mercy, and that is a fact
Hold on, what the f*ck he thought this is?!
I'm a bootyhole shaman, b*tch, I swallow kids
[?] some chicken [?] both of my hands
Then jack off them b*tches inside of his ribs
Then he smiled at me and said he won't stretch me
[Outro: Fleece Johnson]
I'm sparin' your life 'cause I'm likin' you, kid
Tell your boy DigBar, that he can live too
But that last n*gga, we sharin' his jizz