Lyrics:
upgraded my thot
Yeah, I upgraded my spots, yeah, thots chickened out
Woo, yeah, the spots upgraded, now them bitches chickened out
Hey, thirty-five burnt
footprint
Ya I'm bouta buss
I can't go for no children
A nigga pulling out
I chickened out of the pussy
Shawty steady hollering
Bitch I'm a bully
She still
I could fly around
all chickened out
Oh pink wings,
if I had no head
I could fly around
without the things ive said
saying im a clown
Oh sad strings,
Ima shoot my gun
Just like my chicken
He get three pieced
Them niggas turned tre
And chickened out
When we was knee deep
The people who teased me
Back
name, we hit it off quick
People around but nobody exists
You could be my one and only
I just wish someone had told me
Cause I chickened out and we went
I chickened out to become a school prefect
Teacher called me to a meeting room to discuss with me about the position recruitment
I rejected the offer
Well, I must have saw a girl who looked like myself
I chickened and bleaked knowing all the answers
and got this kind
I chickened and bleaked
Well, I must have saw a girl who looked like myself
I chickened and bleaked knowing all the answers
and got this kind
I chickened and bleaked
No!
MINSTREL (singing): Yes Brave Sir Robin turned about
ROBIN: I didn't!
MINSTREL (singing): And gallantly he chickened out
Bravely taking
danger reared it's ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
("I never!")
Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
down and dirty with the lotion
This is where I was going to sing your name
Over and over again
But I chickened out
In the final minute
Cause
Surplus store misfit
I don't wanna quit
Too many times I chickened
And just split.
Bill the little misfit
I don't wanna see
Pop out picyures
Of you
Be with me tonight
I know that it isn't right
But be with me tonight
I couldn't tell you
I was wrong
Chickened out grabbed a pen and a paper
the talent show
And all of the girls would be in the front row
But in the end we just chickened out
Because we can't sing
We can only shout
Only shhh
You may
Be with me tonight
I know that it isn't right
But be with me tonight
I couldn't tell you
That I was wrong
I chickened out grabbed a pen
lucky stars that you chickened out
You'll understand when you're older
And have children of your own
How time really flies, it ain't fair
You don't see
would not have to shoot me now.
He said Oh My God Your such a hata.
But then he chickened out,
I took the gun and shot him down
Cuz I really need
Be with me tonight
I know that it isn't right
But be with me tonight
I couldn't tell you
I was wrong
Chickened out grabbed a pen and a paper
chickened out and she called triple-A
And told them the way
After she paid they fixed the car
She got on her way and she drove past the bar
Where no one
without a warning
In my dreams I'm asking your name
Put your number down
Then I wake up and I chickened out
This part I hate it
Young love so complicated
I
With no doors
Just four walls
Like living in hell
I've chickened out of things in the past
But now i know
When death calls
I'll be ready to go
And i said
Surplus store misfit
I don't wanna quit
Too many times I chickened
And just split.
Bill the little misfit
I don't wanna see
Pop out picyures
Of you
the game, you the mascot
Love to talk shit on IG, but when I caught you slippin’ you chickened out
Fat ass in a pink thong
Rockin’ bodysuits with no armor
a hundred miles
I chickened but I still got out
Never going under
Never going down
All I’ve been hearing is no no no
My girlfriend forbids me to have a drink
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