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Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads (boy whateva)
bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken

Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, heads (boy please whateva)
bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, heads

Bawk bawk, chicken
bawk, chicken heads (boy please whateva)
Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, heads

Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, heads (boy please whateva)
Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, heads

scala-wag
Ain't got no in back
Gelled up up
Yo is messed up
Need to get bout' a mission
Get up on loot run to
Run until the game is gravy
That don't mean cheese fa tha baby
(Bwok bwok) on a stalk for a bootleg
(Bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out
a thang eat a chicken wang
Got gold teeth
At da tryin ta shake that thang
Tryin ta get
Chicken chicken into some dumb shit
Shoulda paid ya light
You bought a
Stay at ya mammy
And keep a smart
Its Project Pat Memphis Tenn represents tha
So tha dro-dro and we gone stay kickin
Full of that mo mo at a chicken

bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, heads (boy please whateva)
bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, heads

you like my outfit
Don't even fake the
I you said you had your girl on the light bill

in my face
Talkin and that
I had to buy some rims for da Cadillac

You clean
But your gas is on E
Be stepping out got no decent shoes on ya feet

That's the needle broke
Youn't talkin bout
Anyway them new Jordans bout ta out

ta see you in a club
Ya wit a mug
Knowin that you wit ya boy
You nothing but a

But he was me
when you hated
Cause when I got up on ya friend ya damn-near

I sho did
In our drankin on that "yak"
fulla golds but yo ass need some tic tacs

What? you need gum
Breath like some
What you at
I don't want yo phone
(Boy whateva)

Bawk bawk, chicken
bawk, chicken heads (boy please whateva)
Bawk bawk, chicken
Bawk bawk, heads

Now these head hoes see this platinum thick as white gold
See the 20 inch roll
Mane thank they
Dodgin all my
Cady truck wit dvd
A flock of follow me
From the club to break they
Knowin that's all I
out tha club
Tha rest smellin right
The last thang on mind is freshin up
Its goin down
Weave in they
in they purse
Still
Baby seats all across the wit clothes in the trunk

I been to hold my own
I known to ride on chrome
I been known to flip a platinum wit the diamond stones
I'm the fool tha dro
I'm tha supplyin tha blow
I'm tha playa who got u heads knockin at my do
Tellin me you diggin me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its gona a fee
Get yo and work that streets
Pay ya boy and make me
So we keep swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we count g's
Cashin it from all you

bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads (boy whateva)
bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, heads