Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D'Angelo
D'Angelo
Vocals
Pino Palladino
Pino Palladino
Bass
James Poyser
James Poyser
Keyboards
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Poyser
James Poyser
Songwriter
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
Songwriter
Michael Archer
Michael Archer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D'Angelo
D'Angelo
Producer
Russell Elevado
Russell Elevado
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Steve Mandel
Steve Mandel
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout the, let me, let me tell you 'bout the chicken grease
Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat
Everybody, it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp your feet
Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat
From the left to right, to the back, the middle and the front
Don't be uptight, shake it off and do what you want
But let me pump it to the club and get the little bit a rub-a-dub
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I just wanna show you some love
[Verse 2]
Oh, to my brothers on the avenue
Chicken grease
If you see us in the streets
Good God, chicken grease
[Verse 3]
To get to the other side, y'all cross the road
But not the kid, see I'm like that old bucket of Crisco
That's sitting on top of the stove
Simmer, simmer to a sizzle like the days of old
But I'll wait till I've mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers won't miss
Fried till it's burned and crisp
See we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this
Now you know how it's going down, start at your neck
Then through your back then works it's way down to your feet
So unique, come on everybody
Let's dance to the beat
[Chorus]
I just wanna put you down (Yeah)
I just want y'all to get down (Yeah)
Everybody come get down to the chicken grease (Yeah)
Gimme a little bit of that chicken grease
[Verse 4]
If you wanna come on down to the front
Baby, yo, it's cool, it's cool
Everybody faking the funk to put you in school
But take a lesson from the best discussions, adolescence to man
I got the music and the instruments, use 'em as my weapons at hand
Everybody on the floor, you got to listen to me
[Chorus]
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
I just wanna put you down (Yeah)
I just want y'all to get down (Yeah)
Everybody come get down to the chicken grease (Yeah)
Everybody, everybody, yeah
I got the chicken grease
[Bridge]
Southside for you, baby
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky
'Cause I, say it now (I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I)
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I (I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I)
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I (I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I)
I know this is funky 'cause I need the way you move (I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I)
[Chorus]
I know you
Whoa, whoa, chicken grease (Hey, hey, hey)
Whoa, whoa, chicken grease
Whoa, whoa, chicken grease
(Oh yeah, oh yeah) Whoa, whoa, chicken grease
Whoa, whoa, chicken grease
[Outro]
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky, 'cause I
Written by: Ahmir Thompson, Michael D'Angelo Archer, James Poyser
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