Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
Matt Mulholland
You want some of my chicken
I'm not gonna give you some of my chicken
Unless you give me love
Chillin' in the club as you walk through the back
Checking me out with my sweet quarter pack
Baby I see, what you wanting from me
Some want it spicy and I want it hot
But you're only wanting the chicken I got
Baby, you're driving me crazy
It got really hot as I look in your eye
I wanna bite into that succulent thigh
I know you need some of my tasty seasoning
We should just do it, I'm sick of your reasoning
You say dine in, I say eat out
I don't understand what the fuss is about
I know you just want a bit of my wing
But I want mine too, and so I will sing
You know I'm thinking 'bout my honey soy chicken
But I'm confused about what leg I wanna be licking
I'll give you a wing if you tickle my thing
Spare you a beak if you let me have a peek
I'll give you a nugget, if only you'll just fuck it