| 作词 : Giles, Hinson Jr. | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When I, when | |
| I, when I, yo, yo | |
| I'm that one cat that the hood be lovin' | |
| They way I floss, y'all chickens should be cluckin' | |
| One bird chirp, got blunt wit me | |
| She work up at | |
| Star buck, front on me | |
| I said, "Chill baby girl, you a real dirty chickFucked up bad, real, real, thirsty chickYou just chop, called you karate chickFuck with me, I make you somebody, bitch" | |
| Like your sister, she was just a crack chick | |
| Now heads turn, yo, yo who that bitch? | |
| Like Cam is a son of a bitch | |
| That'll tell a girl, "Ma, wash under your tits" | |
| But I got a girl, we all call her | |
| Licka'Cause she drink liquor, let another girl lick her | |
| If you licky, licky, we all could play | |
| But I don't eat nothing that can walk away, killa | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens go, all the chickens go, all the chickens go | |
| Now, if you been to the hood, you dealt with a chicken before | |
| And you know that they different than whores | |
| Same rules, never put your dick in 'em raw | |
| But a chicken, you can have out, pitchin' 'em raw' | |
| Cause she listen, been through it, did it before | |
| But you gotta watch 'em close 'cause they blab they mouth | |
| Never punch 'em in they face, just slap they mouth | |
| Then fuck her 'til she cluck her whole basket out | |
| Send her home with her ass ripped out and her back hurtin' | |
| She wanna act like she don't know why her back hurtin' | |
| Cab fare no, hope your train pass workin' | |
| Hope you got a metro card or a token | |
| They all love sayin', "If you lickin', you stickin'" | |
| But just 'cause | |
| I eat chicken don't mean | |
| I eat chickens | |
| And they love when | |
| I don't stop, keep diggin' | |
| Make 'em wanna cluck more, make 'em wanna fuck more | |
| KillaWhatWhen | |
| I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens, all the chickens, all the chickens | |
| Ayyo, one time came through, grabbed me a chicken | |
| Took L advice, slap me a chicken | |
| But my girl don't need no type of brains | |
| Just get down, give me some type of brains | |
| And I'm never gonna have no damn wife to claim | |
| But if your head right, | |
| I might ice your chain | |
| It's the shame how y'all chicks admire the jewels | |
| Niggas wearin' white gold, y'all inspired them fools | |
| But I'ma tell you chicks once | |
| Only thing you gon' get from | |
| Juelz is dick and some big blunts | |
| And if you don't smoke, guess it's just dick | |
| But don't worry, baby, it's about this thick | |
| When I come through | |
| Yo, it's like, you know | |
| If my watch is 50,000 | |
| My chain is 45,000 | |
| My pinky ring is 25,000 | |
| The year of my car match the year that it is | |
| What you expect a chicken to fuckin' do? | |
| Y'all doin' the right thing ma, keep cluckin'' | |
| Cause I'ma keep shinin', keep cluckin' | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through |
| zuo ci : Giles, Hinson Jr. | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When I, when | |
| I, when I, yo, yo | |
| I' m that one cat that the hood be lovin' | |
| They way I floss, y' all chickens should be cluckin' | |
| One bird chirp, got blunt wit me | |
| She work up at | |
| Star buck, front on me | |
| I said, " Chill baby girl, you a real dirty chickFucked up bad, real, real, thirsty chickYou just chop, called you karate chickFuck with me, I make you somebody, bitch" | |
| Like your sister, she was just a crack chick | |
| Now heads turn, yo, yo who that bitch? | |
| Like Cam is a son of a bitch | |
| That' ll tell a girl, " Ma, wash under your tits" | |
| But I got a girl, we all call her | |
| Licka' Cause she drink liquor, let another girl lick her | |
| If you licky, licky, we all could play | |
| But I don' t eat nothing that can walk away, killa | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens go, all the chickens go, all the chickens go | |
| Now, if you been to the hood, you dealt with a chicken before | |
| And you know that they different than whores | |
| Same rules, never put your dick in ' em raw | |
| But a chicken, you can have out, pitchin' ' em raw' | |
| Cause she listen, been through it, did it before | |
| But you gotta watch ' em close ' cause they blab they mouth | |
| Never punch ' em in they face, just slap they mouth | |
| Then fuck her ' til she cluck her whole basket out | |
| Send her home with her ass ripped out and her back hurtin' | |
| She wanna act like she don' t know why her back hurtin' | |
| Cab fare no, hope your train pass workin' | |
| Hope you got a metro card or a token | |
| They all love sayin', " If you lickin', you stickin'" | |
| But just ' cause | |
| I eat chicken don' t mean | |
| I eat chickens | |
| And they love when | |
| I don' t stop, keep diggin' | |
| Make ' em wanna cluck more, make ' em wanna fuck more | |
| KillaWhatWhen | |
| I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens, all the chickens, all the chickens | |
| Ayyo, one time came through, grabbed me a chicken | |
| Took L advice, slap me a chicken | |
| But my girl don' t need no type of brains | |
| Just get down, give me some type of brains | |
| And I' m never gonna have no damn wife to claim | |
| But if your head right, | |
| I might ice your chain | |
| It' s the shame how y' all chicks admire the jewels | |
| Niggas wearin' white gold, y' all inspired them fools | |
| But I' ma tell you chicks once | |
| Only thing you gon' get from | |
| Juelz is dick and some big blunts | |
| And if you don' t smoke, guess it' s just dick | |
| But don' t worry, baby, it' s about this thick | |
| When I come through | |
| Yo, it' s like, you know | |
| If my watch is 50, 000 | |
| My chain is 45, 000 | |
| My pinky ring is 25, 000 | |
| The year of my car match the year that it is | |
| What you expect a chicken to fuckin' do? | |
| Y' all doin' the right thing ma, keep cluckin'' | |
| Cause I' ma keep shinin', keep cluckin' | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through |
| zuò cí : Giles, Hinson Jr. | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When I, when | |
| I, when I, yo, yo | |
| I' m that one cat that the hood be lovin' | |
| They way I floss, y' all chickens should be cluckin' | |
| One bird chirp, got blunt wit me | |
| She work up at | |
| Star buck, front on me | |
| I said, " Chill baby girl, you a real dirty chickFucked up bad, real, real, thirsty chickYou just chop, called you karate chickFuck with me, I make you somebody, bitch" | |
| Like your sister, she was just a crack chick | |
| Now heads turn, yo, yo who that bitch? | |
| Like Cam is a son of a bitch | |
| That' ll tell a girl, " Ma, wash under your tits" | |
| But I got a girl, we all call her | |
| Licka' Cause she drink liquor, let another girl lick her | |
| If you licky, licky, we all could play | |
| But I don' t eat nothing that can walk away, killa | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens go, all the chickens go, all the chickens go | |
| Now, if you been to the hood, you dealt with a chicken before | |
| And you know that they different than whores | |
| Same rules, never put your dick in ' em raw | |
| But a chicken, you can have out, pitchin' ' em raw' | |
| Cause she listen, been through it, did it before | |
| But you gotta watch ' em close ' cause they blab they mouth | |
| Never punch ' em in they face, just slap they mouth | |
| Then fuck her ' til she cluck her whole basket out | |
| Send her home with her ass ripped out and her back hurtin' | |
| She wanna act like she don' t know why her back hurtin' | |
| Cab fare no, hope your train pass workin' | |
| Hope you got a metro card or a token | |
| They all love sayin', " If you lickin', you stickin'" | |
| But just ' cause | |
| I eat chicken don' t mean | |
| I eat chickens | |
| And they love when | |
| I don' t stop, keep diggin' | |
| Make ' em wanna cluck more, make ' em wanna fuck more | |
| KillaWhatWhen | |
| I come through | |
| When I drive through | |
| When my jewels shine | |
| All the chickens, all the chickens, all the chickens | |
| Ayyo, one time came through, grabbed me a chicken | |
| Took L advice, slap me a chicken | |
| But my girl don' t need no type of brains | |
| Just get down, give me some type of brains | |
| And I' m never gonna have no damn wife to claim | |
| But if your head right, | |
| I might ice your chain | |
| It' s the shame how y' all chicks admire the jewels | |
| Niggas wearin' white gold, y' all inspired them fools | |
| But I' ma tell you chicks once | |
| Only thing you gon' get from | |
| Juelz is dick and some big blunts | |
| And if you don' t smoke, guess it' s just dick | |
| But don' t worry, baby, it' s about this thick | |
| When I come through | |
| Yo, it' s like, you know | |
| If my watch is 50, 000 | |
| My chain is 45, 000 | |
| My pinky ring is 25, 000 | |
| The year of my car match the year that it is | |
| What you expect a chicken to fuckin' do? | |
| Y' all doin' the right thing ma, keep cluckin'' | |
| Cause I' ma keep shinin', keep cluckin' | |
| When I come through | |
| When I drive through |
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