This 'bouta go so hard yeah
It might sound familiar
But it's not the same song
Three, two, one go
I really really really love cute guys
I always say I'm lookin' at their eyes
But I'm really lookin' at their thighs
Yeah yeah, chicken basket
From KFC, oh yeah
I'm dropping tunes like I'm dropping turds
For some reason they both make my ears hurt
But at least when I take off my shirt
I don't have small nipples like Kurt (yeah)
Now we've reached the time of the final verse
And as a treat I'm going off the rails freestyle
I'm lookin' at Logan, my sugar boo
And his yellow watch baby why don't you
Come to my house and we can
Play some games
You and me oh
And we might not have pants (woo)
Jackson signing off the mic
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This 'bouta go so hard yeah
It might sound familiar
But it's not the same song
Three, two, one go
I really really really love cute guys
I always say I'm lookin' at their eyes
But I'm really lookin' at their thighs
Yeah yeah, chicken basket
From KFC, oh yeah
I'm dropping tunes like I'm dropping turds
For some reason they both make my ears hurt
But at least when I take off my shirt
I don't have small nipples like Kurt (yeah)
Now we've reached the time of the final verse
And as a treat I'm going off the rails freestyle
I'm lookin' at Logan, my sugar boo
And his yellow watch baby why don't you
Come to my house and we can
Play some games
You and me oh
And we might not have pants (woo)
Jackson signing off the mic
It might sound familiar
But it's not the same song
Three, two, one go
I really really really love cute guys
I always say I'm lookin' at their eyes
But I'm really lookin' at their thighs
Yeah yeah, chicken basket
From KFC, oh yeah
I'm dropping tunes like I'm dropping turds
For some reason they both make my ears hurt
But at least when I take off my shirt
I don't have small nipples like Kurt (yeah)
Now we've reached the time of the final verse
And as a treat I'm going off the rails freestyle
I'm lookin' at Logan, my sugar boo
And his yellow watch baby why don't you
Come to my house and we can
Play some games
You and me oh
And we might not have pants (woo)
Jackson signing off the mic
Writer: Jackson Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid