Walking

Every summer, I be at it again She my hot wing Put my sauce in the bag Do your little thing like ain't no one there Show me something They don't need to know what we do Every summer (Like that lemon pepper) I be at it again She my hot wing (Sweet and sour) Put my sauce in the bag Do your little thing like ain't no one there Show me something They don't need to know what we do Got me in a mood like (what) Keep looking at you like (what, what) Got me in a mood (what, what) Keep looking at you (what, what) My little chicken wing Mama little tender thing Serve you on a platter, have you with a side of collard greens Maybe some hibachi suit you better, but anywhere we enter Guaranteed they gon' mistake you for the dinner C’mon with them legs C'mon with them thighs You so in command, baby, we controlling minds Run it with that uh I'm a connoisseur of All that goddess energy and that's so me, so we in luck That's the way we give it up That's the way we give it up That's the way we give it up That's the way we give it, way we give it That's the way we give it up Every summer, I be at it again She my hot wing Put my sauce in the bag Do your little thing like ain't no one there Show me something They don't need to know what we do Every summer (Like that lemon pepper) I be at it again She my hot wing (Sweet and sour) Put my sauce in the bag Do your little thing (Down to the bone) Like ain't no one there Show me something (How you get so good for the soul?) They don't need to know what we do No Dorito, no Frito Lay, no Utz and stuff It’s pinkies up, refinest taste Just like wings and a soda, baby, I be Coca Cola Best believe that I'm the real thing, darling I seen you 'round walking, joking with your little friend But don't become an actor 'cuz you really can't pretend All this envisioning all this cocoa butter skin Ain't make you leave the one you with Baby, you so classic Like a 45 spinning, stick ball, and used crates for a basket Like a hat hit, fat kick Drummer ain't the only one know how to work a drumstick So much sauce It's too much sauce The napkin's tucked My manners off I'm so involved Hands and all Shorty, fuck a utensil After you give go, it’s on, it's on Every summer (Need that lemon pepper) I be at it again She my hot wing (Sweet and sour) Put my sauce in the bag Do your little thing (Down to the bone) Like ain't no one there Show me something (Now what you on?) They don't need to know what we do Every summer (Like that lemon pepper) I be at it again (With a little kick) She my hot wing (Sweet and sour) Put my sauce in the bag (Honey, you the shit) Do your little thing (Down to the bone) Like ain't no one there Show me something (Good for the soul) They don't need to know what we do Every summer (Need that lemon pepper) She my hot wing (Got that sweet and sour) Do your little thing (Down to the bone) Like ain't no one there (Now what you on?) Show me something When I dip, you dip, we dip When I dip, you dip, we dip When I dip, you dip, we dip When I dip, you dip, we dip Every summer I be at it again (Need that lemon pepper) She my hot wing Put my sauce in the bag (That sweet and sour) Do your little thing Like ain't no one there Show me something They don't need to know what we do Serve it up Want my plate to go Tell me what's the flavor C'mon, what you say, love Got me in a mood like that Keep looking at you like that