The Buffchix Rap Compendium: Volume 1 (The original The Buffchix Rap and The Buffchix Rap Remix)
My name is RJ, I sweat Buffalo chicken, my unique moves will get you thinkin' 'til you sink from your weak moves. You don't have enough time in 1 minute! I defeat you with pre-moves and sacs, sneaky tricks and unsound attacks. Go mouth and crack on my games, I got weak simps on my wall that cry 'cause I dominate them all the same. Call it 50 Shades of Buffchix, ya dig? Eat like a pig, manipulate like a mob boss. Your hopes to win games disintegrate when I slather the board with hot sauce. I'm off, gotta get me that blue cheese, ghost pepper heat like hot asphalt. Fire up my mouth, burn you with trashtalk. Your play is cold garbage - TRUTH. I'm a one-of-a-kind Lightning playa - ZEUS.
My name is RJ, I sweat Buffalo chicken in this remix, BUFFCHIX RESTARTS IN 1 MINUTE. Kick it! You feel a ~SPICY~ pain in your gluteus maximus and you wonder "what's this"? Son, you just lost to Buffchix! Fire up your chess because you're softer than muffins 'n' stuffin', I dispose of your wack chess like celery, no bluffin'! You can't come near my salary and you live in a thirtieth world country. Make me some country-fried chicken and fry some hot sauce in it. My trashtalk push it to the limit (LIMEEEEET). My opponents are whiny idjits about how I only play 1 minute 0 seconds. Here's a Kleenex. Let out a good cry about how I won't play you in Blitz! MUCH too slow for the RJBuffchix! I'm R-J-Buffalochicken, "0" is the amount of fudges I'm givin' (I don't like chocolate). And I don't know why you're chirping back to me, you little pigeon! I'm only interested in the bomb female. Now sit down son, before I spam you like chess.com e-mail.