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

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

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

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

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

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

Always in my
Talkin and that
Girl I had to buy rims for da Cadillac

You clean
But gas tank is on E
Be stepping out ain't got no shoes on ya feet

That's just the needle
Youn't know'cha bout
Anyway new Jordans bout ta come out

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

But he was me
That's you hated
Cause I got up on ya friend ya damn-near fainted

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

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

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

Now these chicken head hoes see this platinum thick as gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's
Mane they vogues
Dodgin all my
Ridin Cady wit dvd
A flock of broads me
the club to break they knees
Knowin that's all I
Straight out tha
Tha rest ain't smellin
The last on they mind is freshin up
Its goin down
in they head
Weed in they
crunk
Baby seats all the back wit clothes in the trunk

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

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