Fried Rice lyrics

[Intro]
ああ、おはようございます。
今日は、チャーハンを作ります。
フライドライスをですね？
さて、はじめましょう！

[Verse]
Fried rice, fri-fri-fried rice, b*tch
You wanna play your cards with God and roll the dice, b*tch
Weeding out the weak with agriculture education
Oh, you got me eating seeds and I ain't talking 'bout fellatio
I'm crazy, yo, got that technique stir fry chopstick asian flow
I ain't about the oven or the microwave grills
But I know a little bit about the culinary skills required
If you wanna roll with the frying pan
Gotta fry with the heart of a China man
Anybody got another method in the pantry can suck my di*k
sh*t tastes like vagina, man
I ain't no Gordon Ramsay, but I make the best damn rice, you pansies
A b*tch like me came from Japan, see
Coin slot eyes gonna drop the panties
If you want a piece of this, get in line, you piece of sh*t
They just keep coming back for more, you'd think Jehovah's Witnesses
They call me the grain man, ancient ritual praying can
Help cook rice on a spiritual level for those willing and able to be the king of the table, heh
Have some of my grain
I ain't talkin' 'bout the f*cking headaches you get on the morning after Fridays
I throw this rice like bridesmaids
[Outro]
Stir fry, stir fry
Stir fry, stir fry
Stir fry (Mothaf*cka), stir fry
Stir fry, stir fry
Chin-Chin, Chin-Chin
Chin-Chin, Chin-Chin
Chin-Chin, Chin-Chin
おチンチンが大好き