Project Pat
Project Pat - Chicken Heads lyrics
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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 [Unverified] 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