You Be Illin'

Lyrics

(One) day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken
 Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin'
 This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny
 Went up to the front with a menu and his money
 He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side
 He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um... is this Kentucky Fried?"
 The lady said "Yeah", smiled and he smiled back
 He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac!
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 (To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J
 Front row seat (in free!) no pay
 Radio in hand, snacks by feet
 Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat
 You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town
 Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream "Touchdown!"
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party
 Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi
 You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?"
 She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin'
 stance
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 (For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left
 It was salty, with butter and it was def
 You proceeded to eat it cos you was in the mood
 But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food!
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 You be illin'
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:26
Key
11
Tempo
128 BPM

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