You Be Illin'

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, "Yes man", smiled and he smiled back

He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac!

You be illin', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin'

Today you won a ticket to see Doctor J

Front row seat 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', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin', 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', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin', 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', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin', illin'

You be illin'

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