Lyrics:
Whoa, whoa (Wheezy outta here)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Keep all my money, chicken
Whoa, whoa
Married my money, chicken
Whoa, whoa
Chickens
[Ice Cube]
I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta why'all,
Yea-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yea nigga'
Word around the town you got fried chicken
(My nigga')
And I heard it's finger lickin' pickin'
(My nigga')
I heard that you got a lot in your
up be my last request
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket
Then
we gonna blow //agervation come and goes choke the reeds of my empty palms tree/ outta Miami blowing throughout the seven seas/flowing by
20 Pounds on the couch bitches Finger licking
I should open up a fucking barn all This fucking chicken
Hit the road wit a strap shoot like
Scotty
3, 4)
Let's buy some chicken fingers
I don't want no frickin wieners
Anybody want some quinoa
Get out, by we'll see ya
I lost my chicken finger
We
blow up be my last request
[jadakiss]
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink
still kickin
Last as long as you can my man
'cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood guts fingers and toes (3x)
Sittin front row
I'm a Bear
IDC College that means I don't care
Mask in the booth make me run out of air
Step up and shoot like a gun by the stairs
Baby girl sit on my
Chicken Chick
General Tso's Chicken
When my stomachs rumbling
And I need something
Chew the finger lickin
General Tso's Chicken
Speed to the China Wok
My
them print skirts (yo you was feenin for a chicken fix)
Ran in the kitchen and put my finger in the cornbread mix
..
Mom yells dinner's ready, cause
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
blow up be my last request
[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
(uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger
it's yours, it's yours, it's yours
(Food clothes medicine)
(F*** my p**** hard)
We rotate protocol on a ring finger neighbor to peruse gross
do one more game of counting by fives on our fingers
This is a long one, keep going
Get set, ready, go
5, 10, 15, 20
25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55,
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
You so sweet you just like a
Vegan you don't want no beef
A shell'll make your heart go accapella
No beat like a nigga with no teeth
I don't bite my
and some Macs all big gats
Then I went to see my connect like
"Where the bricks at?"
He made me spend, I paid for ten
But brought twenty bricks back
Then I
to a tape by slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind burger king
Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the staple
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
me playboy I run it
Bought the black Yukon in
Houston, a microwave, a futon
She not white, uh uh, she Cuban
Karats on my fingers fuckin' R&B Singers
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