CHICKIN & DICKIN

[Intro]
We gon' get Popeye's and fuck, and we gon' call it "Chicken and Dickin'"
And we gon' call it "Chicken and Dickin'"
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 fire
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 dicks so they ain't tastin' sour
We hit up the dudes, we said "We gon' get chicken and fuck"
They said "Shit, 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 dickin' sounds fun
We parked our lil' car at the house and we run
We got 30 minutes 'til the niggas 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 dickin'!"
We was ready, our booties was clappin'
Kolossal, come here, tell these niggas what happened

[Verse 2: KolossalKocks]
Two niggas, on go, and they [?] 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' [?], the mood start to shift
DigBar [?], just from the tip
Now he shreddin' his booty, with [?] like rip
The semen start flowin' like overturned [?]
Toes throwin' gay signs like he run with the Crips
Then all of the sudden, they lock on my eyes
They use chicken [?] 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 thinked to myself, "God damn, these niggas trippin'"
I thought they just came for some chicken and dickin'
And DigBar [?] on a mission
That's after he cried like he gettin' a whippin'
I tried to leave that shit, "Boy, not so fast"
They shoved a drumstick up the crack in my ass
Then told me to eat it and started to laugh
Shit-covered chicken was not in the plans
But I just did it 'cause I am committed to booty and chicken like New York [?]
And DigBar woke up, I could tell he was with it
He looked at them niggas, then smiled and shitted
Them niggas chuckled then they shitted too
I shitted next, we a whole shitty crew
Shit everywhere, just like shit niggas do
We fucked in the shit, 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 nigga named Matt was dead on his back!
Bootymeat 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 fuck he thought this is?!
I'm a bootyhole shover, bitch, I swallow kids
[?] some chicken [?] both of my hands
Then jack off them bitches inside of his ribs
Then he smiled at me and said he won't stretch me
I'm sparin' your life 'cause I'm likin' you, kid
Tell your boy DigBar, that he can live too
But that last nigga, we sharin' his jizz