I like my women like I like my chicken
With a little bit of fat on the end
Not too much, not too little
Just enough to make me grin
If you see a little woman walking down the street
She ain't my type I need a little more meat
She's skinny, not my cup of tea woaha
We gonna learn that chicken song
Or we ain't going home...
Sorry folks... having one of my Rodney Carrington moments
Red