Redman

Redman - Chicken Head Convention Skit lyrics

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At the fucked up Chicken Head Convention
 Nationwide  Jones Beach  all the boroughs is representin
 We got the big weaves  the big shoes  bad attitudes
 Huh  it's on and POPPIN out this motherfucka
 Well this is Nik D  hood broken to the end tell a friend beyatch
 And we gon check in with these here chickens
 Yo shorty  um excuse me  could you tell me your name?
 I'm buggin out buggin out buggin out yo whassup??!?
 Pedaddaddi, aiyyyyy!!
 Oh, shorty, chill chill see, understand, I'm just tryin to interview
 Dayaaaaamm!!
 Yeah no, nah fuhreal doe, check it out check it out, one second
 Tell me... why they call you, a chickenhead?
 Ahh I understand
 Niggaz be callin me a motherfuckin chickenhead cause
 I be goin to the store wearin that same grapefruit t-shirt
 I had on before, and diggin up my ass, my nose
 Heh, ah yeah, I see how you get down
 And the whole nine, my boggle you can kiss my chicken ass
 I'ma go over here and step to the next chicken head
 Ahh excuse me, shorty, right there, you, yeah you
 C'mere, tell me... why are you, at the chicken head convention?
 I mean, where you comin from?
 Girl let me tell you
 I just came from the mall, boostin my motherfuckin ass off
 Look at all I got here all in this bag
 Damn!
 Mad DKNY, Moskino, they got it all girl, they got it all
 *horn honking*
 [Redman] Yo c'mon bitch, you know I gotta go!
 Bring your motherfuckin ass on!
 Nigga, your man, girl
 Damn, here he go!
 [Redman] Always runnin your mouth
 *car door slams*
 Anyway umm, I'ma step on over here
 *car peels out*
 to the silver jewelry booth
 Mad chicken heads over there, them bitches swear they fly
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Language: English

Appearing on: Muddy Waters (1996)

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