Chicken Heads

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Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Bald-head skally-wag
 Ain't got no hair in back
 Gelled up weaved up
 Yo hair is messed
 Need to get bout' a hustle mission
 Get up on loot run to beautican
 Run game until the game is gravy
 That don't mean spend cheese fa tha baby
 (Bwok, bwok)
 On a stalk stalk for a bootleg
 (Bwok, bwok)
 Pretty walk, walk givin' out head
 Ain't a thang eat a chicken wang
 Got some gold teeth
 At da club tryin' ta shake that thang
 Tryin' ta get piece
 Chicken, chicken always into some dumb shit
 Shuolda paid ya light bill
 You bought a outfit
 Stay at ya mammy house
 And keep a smart mouth
 It's Project Memphis Tenn represent tha south
 so pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickin'
 Full of that mo, mo holla at a chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Yeah, you like my outfit
 Don't even fake the deal
 I thought you said
 You had your girl on the light bill
 Always in my face
 Talkin' this and that
 Girl I had to buy
 Some rims for da Cadilac
 You riding clean
 But ya gas tank is on E
 Be stepping out
 Ain't no descent shoes on ya feet
 That's just the meter broke
 Youn't know'cha talkin' 'bout
 Anyway them new Jordans finna come out
 Hate see ya in a club
 Ya mobbin' wit a mug
 Know that ya ridin' wit ya boy
 Ya nothing but a scrub
 But he was with me
 That's when you hated
 'Cause when I got up on ya friend
 Ya damn-near fainted
 I sho did in our face
 Drankin on that yak
 Mouth fulla golds
 But yo ass need some tic tacs
 What? you need some gun
 Breath like some thunder
 What you lookin' at
 I don't want yo phone number
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 Now these chicken head hoes
 See this platinum thick as white gold
 See the 20 inch Pirelli's roll
 Mane thank the vogues, dodgin all my foes
 Ridin' Cady truck wit DVD
 A flock of broads follow me
 from the club to break they knees
 Knowin' that's all I want
 Straight out tha club
 Tha rest ain't smellin' right
 The last thang on they mind is freshin' up
 It's goin' down tonight
 Weave in they head
 Weed in they purse, still crunk
 Baby seats all across the back
 Wit close in the trunk
 I been known to hold my own
 I been known to ride on chrome
 I been known to flip a platinum
 Watch wit the diamond stones
 I'm the fool supplyin' tha dro
 I'm tha fool supplyin' tha blow
 I'm tha playa who got you
 Chicken heads knockin' at my do
 Tellin' me that you diggin' me
 Tellin' me I'm yo man to be
 Girlfriend it's gone cost a fee
 Get yo rags and work that streets
 Pay ya boy and make me rich
 So we keep them swisher's lit
 yo fees we count them G's
 Cashin' it from all you chicks
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 (Boy please whateva)
 Bwok, bwok, chicken chicken
 Bwok, bwok, chicken heads
 

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Duration
03:57
Key
7
Tempo
157 BPM

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