Текст песни Project Pat f DJ Paul, Lil Chat, Juicy J - Chickenheads
Project Pat f DJ Paul, Lil Chat, Juicy J - Chickenheads слова песни
(chorus)bwok bwok, chicken chickenbwok bwok, chicken heads (boy please whateva)bwok bwok, chicken chickenbwok bwok, chicken heads(x4)(Project Pat)Bald-head skally-wag, ain`t got no hair in backGelled up weaved up, yo hair is messed upNeed to get bout a hustle missionGet up on loot run to beauticianRun game until the game is gravyThat don`t mean spend cheese fo tha baby(bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a bootleg(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out headAin`t a thang eat a chicken wangGot some gold teeth, at the club tryna shake that thangTryna get a piece, chicken chicken always into some dumb shitShoulda paid ya light bill, you bought a outfitStay at ya mammy house and keep a smart mouthIt`s Project Pat Memphis Tenn represent the SouthSo pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickinFull of that mo`-mo` holla at a chickenChorus(La Chat)Yeah you like my outfit, don`t even fake the dealI thought you said you had your girl on the light bill(Project Pat)Always in my face talkin this and thatGirl I had to buy some rims for da Cadillac(La Chat)You riding clean but ya gas tank is on EBe steppin out ain`t no descent shoes on ya feet(Project Pat)That`s just the meter broke youn`t know`cha talkin boutAnyway them new Jordans finna come out(La Chat)Hate see ya in a club, ya mobbin wit a mugKnowin that ya ridin wit ya boy, ya nothin but a scrub(Project Pat)But he was with me, that`s when you hatedcause when I got up on ya friend ya damn-near fainted(La Chat)I sho did in our face drankin on that "yak"Mouth fulla gold but yo ass need some Tic-Tacs (Project Pat)What? You need some gum, breathe like some thunderWhat you lookin at? I don`t want yo phone number(boy please whateva)Chorus(Dj Paul)Now these chickenhead hoes see this platinum thick as white goldSee the 20 inch Pirelli`s roll mane thank the voguesDodgin all my foes ridin Caddy truck wit dvdA flock of broads follow me from the club to break they kneesKnowin that`s all I want straight out the clubThe rest ain`t smellin right the last thang on they mind is freshin upIt`s goin down tonight, weave in they headWeed in they purse, still crunkBaby seats all across the back wit clothes in the trunk(Juicy J)I been known to hold my ownI been known to ride on chromeI been known to flip a platinum watch wit the diamond stonesI`m the fool supplyin tha droI`m the fool supplyin tha blowI`m the playa who got u chicken heads knockin at my doTellin me that you diggin meTellin me I`m yo man to beGirlfriend its gone cost a feeGet yo ass and work the streetsPay ya boy and make me richSo we keep them swisher`s litPay yo fees we count them G`sCashin it from all you chicksChorus