Lyrics:
fun, by myself, perfect combination
No wonder why I'm out there a sublime sensation
Way too much to think of, waste time and then get sick of
Show you my
lick honey vexed that kid something
wrecked that chic suddenly I want to see abundantly utterly bloody come underneath and suffer next fat
bitch
Hook
Who
Chicken Nuggets
by Tim Pepper
Chorus
All I eat is Chicken Nuggets
All I eat is Chicken Nuggets
All I eat is Chicken Nuggets
Nuggets.
Verse 1
I'm
this club trying to drink away my problems
Like shots of patron, nah give me the Cuervo
They got it two for one so I'm a drink it by the barrel
Shorty
Chic quattro
And I'm back baby
Cause' guess what
We been thriftin'
We been in the trenches
Ten years and counting
Shout out to Sauce Boys
Shout out
Operator
Ayy
Shop play dine my funties
All alone or my friends wit' me
Perfect birthday by accident
Album cover that's the reference
Let's get this
the Earth
When I said fuck the world like Tupac Shakur
Had you not heard that I lead the herd
Then you might've been turned into chic decor
So please y'all I
Lying here next to you, talking bout all the things he put you through
How you caught him with a side chic
Then he tried to hide it
Leaving him is
don't got on designer I feel dirty
They think I'm shallow I'm Jacque Cousteau
Uh
I got two pets they a pair of Glocks
Put holes in a nigga like a pair
you home
2 to 3 zips sold when I answer my phone
Oh coach Temple this what you meant by get my ass in a zone?
Fuck it I’m on defense
Im all for beef
bands by the handful
Had to make a new mix, add a couple new samples
Try to make your shit sound eventful
Yeah, man's on Xans had to cancel the rent
Chicfila I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday
Chicfila I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday
Chic-Fil-A you're the love of my life
If it were
Get off the couch, it's time to SpaZz Out (SpaZz Out)
Verse two now I'm feeling kinda loose
Shots of Petron, Jager bombs and the goose
By the end
with you girl always by my side you was there and I always tried,
to give you everything you needed,
anything you wanted anything at all.
But then came
Had the bag
Family you know aftermath
After mag get pulled
Like it has to blast
See I'm all about my W's 2
I'm trying to bubble like you
Get in
lips
Now you fucked
Like a bitch
That wants the dick
I like being number one
Cuz i keep em pissed
But I'd rather be number two
That way I'd be the shit
panties around like a white flag
I might brag, but I will not embellish
Tell the story, make your girlfriend's jealous
I know you get told tall tales by
DIRTY
WRITTEN BY: TANGELA
HOOK:
Imma lady and I like it real dirty (yeah) dirty
Imma lady and I like it real dirty (yeah) dirty
Imma lady and I
slow
[:Verse 2 : Aspika Spoila]
I met this chic in the club
She was whining so slow
Then I stepped to the dancefloor
I said I know you
Like it
wips match my chics homie get a load of that
Black ice scented hanging from the rearview
Shorty had an onion booty shed a tear or two
Take her shopping
me
Basically i'm blatantly catering to my own shit
Oh shit this fuckers on a roll bitch
Posted at the crib ill see your chic you'll get disowned quick
friends' cost
Take a seat, Swarley
And listen to my Ted talk
Welcome to Fun With Flags
We got a red flag today
Which was raised by many
Of Barney's
knew you worshipped the Skin's lifestyle
Getting fucked up emotionally, physically
Causing controversy
By stating shit opinions
You say they're not
Jesus christ
I think the pastor’s right
Sorry mama we ain't acting right
We just living fast after the cash life passes by
Another one of those manhattan
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