Chicken Head Convention (Skit) |
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Chicken Head Convention (Skit) Lyrics |
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At the fucked up Chicken Head Convention Nationwide, Jones Beach, all the boroughs is representin We got the big weaves, the big shoes, bad attitudes Huh, it`s on and POPPIN out this motherfucka Well this is Nik D, hood broken to the end tell a friend beyatch And we gon check in with these here chickens Yo shorty, um excuse me, could you tell me your name? I`m buggin out buggin out buggin out yo whassup??!? Pedaddaddi, aiyyyyy!! Oh, shorty, chill chill see, understand, I`m just tryin to interview Dayaaaaamm!! Yeah no, nah fuhreal doe, check it out check it out, one second Tell me... why they call you, a chickenhead? Ahh I understand Niggaz be callin me a motherfuckin chickenhead cause I be goin to the store wearin that same grapefruit t-shirt I had on before, and diggin up my ass, my nose Heh, ah yeah, I see how you get down And the whole nine, my boggle you can kiss my chicken ass I`ma go over here and step to the next chicken head Ahh excuse me, shorty, right there, you, yeah you C`mere, tell me... why are you, at the chicken head convention? I mean, where you comin from? Girl let me tell you I just came from the mall, boostin my motherfuckin ass off Look at all I got here all in this bag Damn! Mad DKNY, Moskino, they got it all girl, they got it all *horn honking* [Redman] Yo c`mon bitch, you know I gotta go! Bring your motherfuckin ass on! Nigga, your man, girl Damn, here he go! [Redman] Always runnin your mouth *car door slams* Anyway umm, I`ma step on over here *car peels out* to the silver jewelry booth Mad chicken heads over there, them bitches swear they fly... |
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