chicken p – whole lotta lyrics
[intro]
got a (wuan, yeah)
[chorus]
i got a whole lotta fiends, i seen a whole lotta bricks, n+gga
i got a whole lotta motion, took a whole lotta risks, n+gga
my phone full of plugs and a whole lotta rich b+tches
don’t put no “lil” on my name, baby, call me big chicken
i drove a whole lotta miles, whole lotta backends
done made a whole lotta dirty paper off of crackheads
done did a whole lot of servin’, crackin’ like a crab leg
we got ’80s dope, this type of dope’ll make you tap dance
[verse]
she want a n+gga with a whole lot of g’s on
i got some long paper, bae, you gotta deepthroat
eeny, miny, moe, i’m in the ‘cat, i’m with three hoes
you ain’t pay the payments on the ‘cat, got it repo’d
i got a show in toledo and one in cincinnati too
then where we at? the lou
when i get back, i’ma grab a coupe
i’m tied in with the plug, i always grab a few
got some good dog like scooby, yabba+dabba+do
baby ask how i’m feelin’
i’m cool on that p+ssy, you can have all the p+ssy in the world, but can’t spend it
i got a big brick of blues on me, can’t bend it
i lost it all and got it back, it’s cool ’cause now i’m richer
i’m sippin’ raw, i’m pourin’ shots of tris like it’s liquor
uh+uh, lil’ b+tch, don’t call me lil chicken, it’s the big one
this run i’m on, i’m goin’ down in history like a pilgrim
swear i done seen so many f+ckin’ bricks, could build a building
swear i done seen so many f+ckin’ blocks, could play tetris
boy, you a joke, pure entertainment like cedric
roll up and smoke while i charge the car, this b+tch electric
i think i want a presi’, f+ck around and run for election
yeah, i’m tryna hide it, i done dropped a four in the pepsi
yeah, this ‘bow exotic, bud it up like broccoli, i eat healthy
when i was broke as f+ck tryna run it up, why you ain’t help me?
i passed n+ggas up, still speedin’ up, they can’t catch me
[chorus]
i got a whole lotta fiends, i seen a whole lotta bricks, n+gga
i got a whole lotta motion, took a whole lotta risks, n+gga
my phone full of plugs and a whole lotta rich b+tches
don’t put no “lil” on my name, baby, call me big chicken
i drove a whole lotta miles, whole lotta backends
done made a whole lotta dirty paper off of crackheads
done did a whole lot of servin’, crackin’ like a crab leg
we got ’80s dope, this type of dope’ll make you tap dance
[outro]
yeah, n+gga, hah
we got ’80s dope, this type of dope’ll make you tap dance
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