More songs by D'Angelo
Description
It smells like roasting - in the best way possible. Everything is sizzling, trembling, and sticking to your fingers, like a rhythm you can't help but dance to. The bass is swirling like a spoon in an old oil can, and the voice from above is seasoning everything with a pinch of self-irony and confidence. Funk here isn't just music - it's a style of movement, a walk, a mood, a state of mind that decided long ago it doesn't care about seriousness. Everything is pulsating, like a summer kitchen on a Saturday: hot, loud, and delicious until the final chord. "Chicken grease" is when the dance floor turns into a frying pan, and every step leaves a shiny trail of pleasure.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Let me tell ya 'bout the, let me tell ya 'bout the chicken grease
Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat, good God
Everybody it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp ya feet
Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat, yeah
From the left to the right, the back, the middle and the front
Don't be uptight shake it off and do what you want
Pump it in the club, get a little bit a rub-a-dub
I know you love me 'cause I'm funky
'Cause I just wanna show you some love
Ah, uh, when Duke, my partner's on the avenue
Chicken grease
I said it's in the streets, good God
Chicken Grease
To get to the otha 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 'til I've mastered this, let the others go first
So the brothers won't miss, fried 'til it's burned and crisp
See we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this
Now you know how it's goin' down
Start at your neck then through your back
Then works its way down to your feet (like this)
So unique, come on everybody let's dance to the beat
I just wanna put you down (yeah)
I just want y'all to get down (yeah)
Everybody come get down to the chicken grease
(Take a look at that chicken grease)
(I'm on a roll 'cause the funk is as I...)
Said if you wanna come on down to the front, baby yo, it's cool
Everybody fakin' the funk, I'ma put you in school
But take a lesson from adolescent to man
I got the music and the instruments and use 'em as my weapons at hand
Everybody on the floor, gotta listen to me
Clap your hands, but just 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
Everybody, everybody, yeah
Comin' down to chicken grease
I got style with you babe, get it out yeah (chicken grease)
I go get up it 'cause it's smokin', girl I say it loud
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you, yeah, funk, yeah 'cause I...
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you (oh, chicken grease) hey, hey, hey
(Oh, chicken grease) hey, hey, hey, hey
(Oh, chicken grease) ay, oh
(Oh, chicken grease) oh yeah
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you, yeah, funk, yeah 'cause I, the way you funk
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-
I know you love me 'cause I funk, 'cause I-