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Chickenhead (feat. Project Pat, La Chat, DJ Paul & Juicy J)

Chris Brown

Letra

    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

    Bald-head scallywag, ain't got no hair in back
    Gelled-up, weaved-up, yo' hair is messed up
    Need to get 'bout a hustle mission
    Get up on loot, run to beautician
    Run game until the game is gravy
    That don't mean spend cheese fo' tha baby
    (Bwok bwok) on a stalk-stalk for a bootleg
    (Bwok bwok) pretty walk-walk, givin' out head
    Ain't a thang, eat a chicken wang
    Got some gold teeth, at the club tryna shake that thang
    Tryna get a piece, chicken, chicken, always into some dumb shit
    Shoulda paid ya light bill, you bought a outfit
    Stay at ya mammy house and keep a smart mouth
    It's Project Pat, Memphis Tenn, represent the South
    So pass the dro-dro, and we gon' stay tickin'
    Full of that mo'-mo', holla at a chicken

    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

    Yeah, you like my outfit, don't even fake the deal
    I thought you said you had your girl on the light bill
    Always in my face talkin' this and that
    Girl, I had to buy some rims for the Cadillac
    You ridin' clean, but ya gas tank is on E
    Be steppin' out, ain't no decent shoes on ya feet
    That's just the meter broke, you don't know what you talkin' 'bout
    Anyway, them new Jordans finna come out
    Hate see ya in a club, ya mobbin' wit' a mug
    Knowin' that ya ridin' wit' ya boy, ya nothin' but a scrub
    But he was with me, that's when you hated
    'Cause when I got up on ya friend, ya damn-near fainted
    I sho' did in yo' face, drinkin' on that yak
    Mouth fulla gold, but yo' ass need some Tic-Tacs

    What? You need some gum, breath like some thunder
    What you lookin' at? I don't want yo phone number
    (Boy, please, whatever)

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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

    Now these chicken-head hoes see this platinum thick as white gold
    See the 20-inch Pirelli's roll, man, thank the vogues
    Dodgin' all my foes, ridin' Caddy truck wit' DVD
    A flock of broads follow me from the club to break they knees
    Knowin' that's all I want straight out the club
    The rest ain't smellin' right, the last thing on they mind is freshenin' up
    It's goin' down tonight, weave in they head
    Weed in they purse, still crunk
    Baby seats all across the back wit' clothes in the trunk

    I been known to hold my own
    I been known to ride on chrome
    I been known to flip a platinum watch wit' the diamond stones
    I'm the fool supplyin' the dro
    I'm the fool supplyin' the blow
    I'm the player who got you chicken heads knockin' at my door
    Tellin' me that you diggin' me
    Tellin' me I'm yo' man-to-be
    Girlfriend, it's gon' cost a fee
    Get yo' ass and work the streets
    Pay ya boy and make me rich
    So we keep them Swishers lit
    Pay yo' fees, we count them G's
    Cashin' it from all you chicks

    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
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    Bwok bwok, chicken heads

    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy, please, whatever)
    Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
    Bwok bwok, chicken heads


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