Lyrics:
them 3, to come up here wit me
So I can put em where they 'pose to be
One at the head, one in the middle
And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin'
Chicken Huntin'
[Violent J]
Well, I'm heading down a southern trail, I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying
lit (I'm lit)
I ain't signin' for shit if
It ain't four bricks (Okay)
Mary J need to marry a nigga (Huh?)
Ten bands what I'm carryin', nigga
(Racks,
rushing this
No Nut November so Im tellin her don’t touch my dick
But she gone touch it any way
Im smokin mary J until the Day im locked away
Fuck what
on new beginnings
Reaping all the benefit
Of life that's been lived and a heart that's been worn
By promises kept, by those who had sworn
I'm keeping
I'm number one, that's how I rate
He's in the place with the bass, and style and grace
His name is J he's here to play, and win this race
He's off
The sun's goin' down (Get em, get em, get em)
Let's have some fun
I took a tab of acid just to pick apart my passion
An irrational contortionist
(Ky Drippy Beats) Do it
She said "X I'm in love with your song"
J CaSh with me and we goin' far (So, so far)
Yeah, yeah, like we're going far, look
sent by the great and I swore I would fuckin' protect it
This a killshot, everybody knows it
I'm comin', I'm makin' noise
But they actin' like they
shit, go through engines and fenders.
Cut on that D-Nell when I'm through the trap
I serve a J with a Glock on my lap
I think about pops when I'm writin'
dissapearin' and shit I'm waitin' in the cold, what the
fuck is goin' on, when you get in give me a fuckin' call, alright?
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
Wind blowing in the rain
Im imagining
Touching your skin slow
Whats my name
Whats the capitol of maine
Heard they closed down main
Im just sayn
Ive
to these niggas i ain't average
Five days down, 21 like a savage
Niggas don't rap they get saved by some ad libs
True shit.
Me and all my niggas came
I'm Kevin Gates
Louisiana Tony Montana
Got that Draco and that Tec, kill his momma in Atlanta
Got some fresh J's on with a T-shirt
I'm the predator,
to the bank
Roll up the dank
In the think tank
Come back when I'm blank
Let's smoke a j
Restart my brain
Restart my life when I'm goin' insane
Today
Yeah Lil J Jerk
Sosa in this bitch
They aint ready
Nah i can't stop
Dove up in the ocean, with a Glock up on my hip
I dare sucka trip, I'm gon' let
The sun's goin' down (get em, get em, get em)
Let's have some fun
I took a tab of acid just to pick apart my passion
An irrational contortionist
like I'm a savage
Pop out with that glock
I swear to God it could get tragic
Talking down on my dead
That mean you gonna pay them a visit
What you know
profanity we keep it clean
Like the interior up in my whip
Smoke alot in it so ash be in it
Got endless roaches got like 56
Break em down
Roll em up
Mary J my
motherfucker?
I'm lost G
Ay, how you, ay, where are we goin'?
Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride
And yo I'm takin' a trip, to a place called Wayside
It's
one
Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me
I'm down to get down wit cha
Wiggley, Jiggley, turn it all around would ya uhh ohh
raise up out tha hood
I think you should, no is all I'm gonna say
To get that '411' you better go ask Mary J
Eroc do not play when there's pigs in
came down for my team!
Like icky I lean, get it by every means (yea..yeah yuh)
Going for all the green, I’m goin swamp thing..(yea..yea)
They hoping I
yet, g o d now you know
King j wildin out, goin dumb ona ho
I know I'm the shit, top deck, I'm ona boat
Ima krusty krab I gotta nose for the bread
I
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