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chief boola - chicken nugget juice box lyrics

intro: chief boola & [lil gile]
[he’s sick? yeah, i’m sick. you right, you right, you right. chlamydia! you heard me, chlamydia i said, yeah. i’m real-i ‘m real life infected. come and get me, on larry, on larry, come get me
yeah, i’m in this ting. yerr, lil gilé in the cut gilé gilé gilé, know what i’m sayin’? boof not the pac? that’s a bar, come on now, don’t play the boy like that]
you already – ahhh you already know the vibes, chief boola back in the cut, back in the cut like a st-tch. you already know the vibes, come on, i’m back on the track. bop bop bop bop bop bop, thuthuthuthuthuthu

verse 1: [lil gilé]

[suck on my toes like a chicken nugget juice box
shawty on the floor, p-ssed out with some tube socks
what? what? what?
blastoise way that i wet up your home
let anthony chop you, and i t-bag your dome
it’s holiday season, so i know you home alone
why yo main girl stay tryna hit up my phone?
ooh, i told that girl “leave me alone”
if you try me once more, then i’m grabbing some chrome
what? what?
chicken nugget juice box, chicken nugget juice box, shawty in the back p-ssed out with some tube socks
chicken nugget juice box, chicken nugget juice box
couldn’t see a lame, ‘cause my watch got moon rocks

i’m in the booth, not the pac
got yo girl in the back
never cheat, never lack
with the crew and we wack
ooh, ooh, ooh
you know i run up guap, yo girl thick like a mop
don’t want cooch, i want top
she suck me up like-]

verse 2: chief boola and [lil gilé]

oh my god, oh my god, lil baby get a job
i get checks on checks, you get allowance from your mom
i’m going off, like a bomb
you know you not on my level, i got redbones like the devil
got a rari? i got several
and this team-up very special
you got sticks? i keep the metal

barrel to his temple and we see how he act
i got sticks, i got stones, i got bones, i got macs
keep the rockets like we nasa, and we not afraid to blast
lay a finger on my slimes, and you get copper in your back
i keep the stick like a tree, i got ticks on my feet, yuh
what? what? what?
i’m in the booth, not the pac, blowing flutes, blowing stacks
got my feet on the walls
[got yo girl in my drawers, brian cute, ain’t no pause]
(hahaha)]

verse 3: [lil gilé] and chief boola
[chicken nugget juice box, pay me like a juke box
it’s christmas time, so i’m gonna buy yo girl some tube socks
said her phone broke, so i threw that hoe a toolbox

chicken with my slime, and we mobbin’ like the boondocks (ay ay ay ay)
chief boola, lil gilé shut the thing down
chicken nugget juice box, can we take the crown
droppin’ straight bars, we the hottest around
thought we fell off, lil baby, you a clown]

chicken nugget juice is the bev that i’m drinkin’
try and touch the gang, bro what was you thinkin’?
she wanna hit my line, asking “when are we linking”?
i tote nerf guns and i’m not kidding
i’m in the stew like some salt, and i’m bumping like a boombox
get all of my calories from chicken nugget juice box
diamonds hanging off my neck, i call my necklace loose rocks
got a brand new chopper, i might have to hit a few blocks

[toys r us, like nosotros, louis v on my ojos
pop out on the block, and we bouncing like a pogo
ybn nahmir, how i bounce out with that .44]

interlude: chief boola and [lil gilé]
oh my god, that’s kinda tough
umm, i hope you know the vibes by now, i mean, if you don’t, you definitely should
[if you don’t, then you’re stupid, that’s how i feel]
wow
[yeah, yeah. get-get-get with the-get with the program!]

verse 4: chief boola and [lil gilé]
vans on my feet, got designer on my cheeks
[nerf gun like chief boola, i might pop out when i skeet]
always chase this bag, for the money i’m a fiend
[valentine’s day, all i want is brian’s cheeks]
first i hit the jeweler, now my wrist, it gonna gleam
[chicken nugget juice, we the money-getting team]
it might get real ugly when i pop up on the scene
only take the blue, i’m not worried ‘bout the green

- chief boola lyrics

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