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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ride
But your gas is on E
Be out ain't got no decent shoes on ya feet

That's just the broke
know'cha 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 but a scrub

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

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

you need some gum
Breath like some
you lookin at
I don't yo phone number
(Boy whateva)

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

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

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

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