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

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

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

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

scala-wag
Ain't got no hair in
Gelled up up
Yo hair is up
Need to get bout' a hustle
Get up on run to beautician
Run game until the is gravy
That don't mean spend fa tha baby
(Bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a
(Bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out
Ain't a thang eat a wang
Got some gold
At da club tryin ta shake that
ta get piece
Chicken chicken always into dumb shit
Shoulda ya light bill
You bought a
at ya mammy house
And keep a mouth
Its Pat Memphis Tenn represents tha south
So tha dro-dro and we gone stay kickin
of that mo mo holla at a chicken

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

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

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

You ride
But gas tank is on E
Be stepping out got no decent shoes on ya feet

just the needle broke
Youn't talkin bout
Anyway them new bout ta come out

Hate ta see you in a
Ya wit a mug
Knowin that you wit ya boy
You but a scrub

But he was me
when you hated
Cause when I got up on ya friend ya fainted

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

What? you need gum
Breath some thunder
you lookin at
I want yo phone number
(Boy whateva)

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

Now these chicken head hoes see this platinum thick as white
See the 20 inch Pirelli's
Mane thank they
all my foes
Ridin Cady wit dvd
A flock of follow me
From the club to they knees
Knowin that's all I
out tha club
Tha ain't smellin right
The last thang on they mind is up
Its down tonight
in they head
Weed in purse
Still
Baby seats all across the back wit in the trunk

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

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